Once upon a time there was a shepherd
looking after his sheep on the side of a deserted road.
suddenly a brand new porsche screeches to a halt.
the driver, a man dressed in an armani suit, cerutti shoes, ray-ban sunglasses, tag-heuer wrist-watch,
and a versace tie, gets out and asks the shepherd:
man: “if i can tell you how many sheep you have, will you give me one of them?”
the shepherd looks at the young man, and then looks at the large flock of grazing sheep and replies:
shepherd: “okay.”
the young man parks the car, connects his laptop to the mobile-fax,
enters a nasa webster, scans the ground using his gps,
opens a database
and 60 excel tables filled with logarithms
and pivot tables, then prints out a 150 page report on his high-tech mini-printer.
he turns to the shepherd and says,
man: “you have exactly 1,586 sheep here.”
the shepherd cheers,
shepherd: “that’s correct, you can have your sheep.”
the young man makes his pick and puts it in the back of his porsche.
the shepherd looks at him and asks,
shepherd: “if i guess your profession, will you return my animal to me?”
the young man answers;
man: “yes, why not?”
shepherd: "you are an it consultant."
man: “how did you know?”
shepherd: “very simple.
first, you came here without being called.
second, you charged me a fee to tell me
something i already knew, and third,
you don’t understand anything about my business…
now can i have my dog back?"