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Ray’s Daily

May 12, 2017

a true friend

“The greatest good you can do for another is not just to share your riches but to reveal to him his own. “

Benjamin Disraeli

Over the years I have met many people who have turned out to be friends. Ever since I was a young person I have realized how important friends really are. Years ago I had a working partner at Kiwanis who told me that she felt the reason I seemed to get along so well, even with strangers was that I always treated them as friends. Her comment has stuck with me over the years and has been a constant reminder of the importance of caring enough about the people you meet that they become a friend.

I think continuing friendships are earned by how we treat those folks we like. It is important that we focus on them and not on ourselves. I want to share with you the following piece as it defines the difference between an acquaintance (a simple friend) and a real friend. I think of all of you as friends and of many of you as true friends and I am grateful for that. I hope I have become a true friend in your eyes.

A Friend Is…

  • Anyone can stand by you when you are right, But a real friend will stand by you even when you are wrong.
  • A simple friend identifies himself when he calls. A real friend doesn’t have to.
  • A simple friend opens a conversation with a full news bulletin on his life. A real friend says, “What’s new with you?”
  • A simple friend thinks the problems you whine about are recent. A real friend says, “You’ve been whining about the same thing for 14 years.       Get off your duff and do something about it.”
  • A simple friend has never seen you cry. A real friend has shoulders soggy from your tears.
  • A simple friend doesn’t know your parents’ first names. A real friend has their phone numbers in his address book.
  • A simple friend brings a bottle of wine to your party. A real friend comes early to help you cook and stays late to help you clean.
  • A simple friend hates it when you call after he has gone to bed. A real friend asks you why you took so long to call.
  • A simple friend seeks to talk with you about your problems. A real friend seeks to help you with your problems.
  • A simple friend wonders about your romantic history. A real friend could blackmail you with it.
  • A simple friend, when visiting, acts like a guest. A real friend opens your refrigerator and helps himself.
  • A simple friend thinks the friendship is over when you have an argument. A real friend knows that it’s not a friendship until after you’ve had a fight.
  • A simple friend expects you to always be there for them. A real friend expects to always be there for you!

 

Author Unknown

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A true friend freely, advises justly, assists readily, adventures boldly, takes all patiently, defends courageously, and continues a friend unchangeably.

William Penn

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I don’t get a lot of time for my lunch hour, so I stopped by a burger drive-through for a quick lunch to eat on the way back to the office. I ordered the #1 combo (burger, fry, coke) for $4.29. The cashier’s voice came over the drive-through intercom box. . . . “that’ll be $4.83, please drive forward.”

“Wait a minute. What? $4.83? For a $4.29 meal? That’s 54 cents tax! That can’t be right,” my mind raced. Tax is 8 cents on the dollar here in Mobile and for 4 dollars that would be 32 cents plus 1/3 (29) of 8 cents would be about 35 cents for my tax. I’d heard of window workers overcharging drive-through customers and skimming the money for themselves. Someone did just that to me at a Hardees couple of years ago. So since then, I’ve always paid attention when I order food at drive-through places. I didn’t have my calculator with me, so I got out a pen and paper and did the long division since there were 2 cars ahead of me yet. Plenty of time to figure this out before they would ask me to pay at the window. Let’s see … 483/429 … over 12 percent tax! When I got to the window I handed her a 5 dollar bill and asked, “What’s the sales tax here in Mobile?”

That threw her off. She didn’t know.

I said “$4.83 for a $4.29 meal is 12 percent tax. That can’t be right. Too high. Can I talk to the manager?”

She gave me my change and called the manager.

So the manager comes over. I ask what the sales tax is in Mobile, and she says 8 percent. I say that I just paid $4.83 for a $4.29 meal and that’s over 12 percent sales tax!

She got a funny look on her face and said that maybe the computer had rung it up wrong or had charged me for the biggie size. (biggie upgrade was 35 cents – which would be 4.64 plus tax which would put the total I owed over $5, so that can’t be right either.) After a quick check, she admitted it was supposed to be 4.63, and opened the drawer to give me my extra change.

“A-HA!” I thought to myself. “Six years of Engineering school has sooo heightened my mental mathematical adeptness that I can do percentages in my head, and thus my superior intellect has foiled a feeble attempt by a drive-through worker to overcharge me.”

With a very smug look across my face, I took the twenty cents she handed me, proud of my staggering victory, and promptly drove off. . . .without my food.

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We can’t take any credit for our talents. It’s how we use them that counts.

Madeleine L’Engle

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Did you hear about the priest in Ireland, who kept running down the English? He would renounce his congregation of sinners by yelling, “If you don’t act better you’re all going to hell with the Englishmen!”

One day the bishop called him in, and told him that if he didn’t quit denouncing the English, he would be demoted and transferred. The priest agreed, and in his next sermon, he told the story of the betrayal of Jesus. “Jesus looked at all of the apostles one at a time and said, ‘Tonight, one of you will betray me!’ Peter said, ‘It is not I, is it master?’ Jesus just looked at Judas. Judas, realizing the steady gaze of The Lord upon him said, ‘Blimey govenor, you wouldn’t think it was me would you?'”

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I’m just moving clouds today. Tomorrow I’ll try mountains.

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In Jerusalem, a female CNN journalist heard about a very old Jewish man who had been going to the Wailing Wall to pray, twice a day, everyday, for a long, long time, so she went to check it out. She went to the Wailing Wall and there he was. She watched him pray, and after about 45 minutes when he turned to leave, she approached him for an interview.

“I’m Rebecca Smith from CNN. Sir, how long have you been coming to the wall and praying?”

“For about 60 years.”

“60 years! That’s amazing! What do you pray for! ?”

“I pray for peace between the Christians, Jews, and the Muslims. I pray for all the hatred to stop and I pray for all our children to grow up in safety and friendship.”

“How do you feel after doing this for 60 years?”

“Like I’m talking to a wall.

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“An acquaintance merely enjoys your company, a fair-weather companion flatters when all is well, a true friend has your best interests at heart and the pluck to tell you what you need to hear.”

E.A. Bucchianeri

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Ray Mitchell

Indianapolis, Indiana

Management is not responsible for duplicates from previous dailies. The editor is somewhat senile.

Ray’s Daily has been sent for more than fifteen years to people who want to start their day on an upbeat. If you have system overload because of our daily clutter, let me know and I will send you the information via mental telepathy. If you have not been getting our daily you can request to be added by e-mailing me at raykiwsp@gmail.com. Back issues are posted at https://raykiwsp.wordpress.com/ currently there are more than 2000 readers from around the world.

 

 

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