The biggest job we have is to teach a newly hired employee how to fail intelligently. We have to train him to experiment over and over and to keep on trying and failing until he learns what will work.
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We often say that the biggest job we have is to teach a newly hired employee to fail intelligently... to experiment over and over again and to keep on trying and failing until he learns what will work.
quote by Charles Kettering
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We need to teach the highly educated man that it is not a disgrace to fail and that he must analyze every failure to find its cause. He must learn how to fail intelligently, for failing is one of the greatest arts in the world.
quote by Charles Kettering
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Do not primarily train men to work. Train them to serve willingly and intelligently.
quote by James Cash Penney
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Gone Dead Train
Its a gone dead train
Yes, its a gone dead train
My engine was pumpin steam
And I was grindin at you hard and fast
Burnin down the rails, tryin to heat the way
Haulin ass and ridin up the track
And I laughed at the conductor who was tellin me my coal
It would never last
But then the fire in my boiler
Up and quit before I came
Aint no empty cellar
Like a gone dead train
Once was at a time when I could
Mama shave em dry
And raise a fever ice-down chill
Waitin at the station
With a heavy loaded sack
Savin up and holdin just to spill
Shootin my supply through my demons eye
Instead of holdin my time, I hope I will
But then the fire in my boiler
Up and quit before I came
There aint no empty cellar
Needs a gone dead train
Yes its a gone dead train
Im gonna teach it to learn now, now
Its a gone dead train
Yes its a gone dead train
Im gonna teach it to learn now, now
Its a gone dead train
Gonna teach it, gonna teach it to learn
There aint no easy day
When your daily runs a downhill pull
And there aint no easy way
Wishin for some jelly roll
There aint no switch been made
To make your juicy lemon find
A spring to run a dry well full
But then the fire in my boiler
Up and quit before I came
Aint no empty cellar
Needs a gone dead train
Yes its a gone dead train
Im gonna teach it to learn
You know its a gone dead train
Gonna teach it, gonna teach it to burn
Its a gone dead train
Its a gone dead train, you gotta learn
Its a gone dead train
Gonna teach it, gonna teach it, gonna teach it to burn.
Words and music by jack nitzsche & russ titelman
(copyright 1971 warner--tamerlane pub. corp.)
International copyright secured
All rights reserved
song performed by by Nazareth
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Wasteland (Life Poem)
Trying and failing in a wasteland of work
To get the space, to think and to live in the
Moment, which we are supposed to do,
If we are to be happy in this life, instead
Of the next, which becomes more likely,
As the trying fails and the failures mount.
Nothing is important enough to let this
Happen, and giving up is not going to work,
Unless you intend to spend you eternity,
With a hell of a racket from those harps
In the clouds, which will inevitably drive,
You madder than mad for ever and ever.
Failing to fail in a wasteland of life
You get the space, to think and live in the
Moment, which we are supposed to do,
And the prospect of a hell with harps,
Is replaced with moments that multiply,
To a love of this life instead of the next.
poem by Ian Beckett
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You know what, Steve Jobs is real nice to me. He lets me be an employee and that's one of the biggest honors of my life.
quote by Steve Wozniak
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The Biggest Lie
Im waiting for the train
The subway that only goes one way
The stupid thing that will come to pull us apart
And make everybody late
You spent everything you had
Wanted everything to stop that bad
And now Im a crushed credit card registered to smith
Not the name that you call me with
You turned white like a saint
Im tired of dancing on a pot of gold flake paint
Oh were so very precious, you and i
And everything that you do makes me want to die
Oh I just told the biggest lie
I just told the biggest lie
The biggest lie
song performed by by Elliott Smith
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Biggest Lie
I'm waiting for the train
The subway that only goes one way
The stupid thing that'll come to pull us apart
and make everybody late
You spent everything you had
wanted everything to stop that bad
Now I'm a crash credit card registered to Smith
not the name that you call me with
You turned white like a saint
but I'm tired of dancing on a pot of gold flake paint
oh we're so very precious, you and I
and everything you do, maked me want to die
oh, I just told the biggest lie
I just told the biggest lie
the biggest lie
song performed by by Elliott Smith
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How To Train A Snake
How To Train A Snake
Date: August 22,2012
Teach me not to suffer, dear
To rise up from the fall
Teach me to feel the sunshine
And to understand the call
Teach my heart, to be as stone
Numbed against the sting
Teach me how to shed my skin
And never feel a thing
Teach me how to carry on
To close the open doors
Teach me to darken every page
And never yearn for more
Teach me all, you know so well
To search for prey, as you
Teach me how to slither by
Still smiling when I'm through
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Copyright © 2012 Leria Hawkins, All Rights Reserved
poem by Leria Hawkins
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Teach success before teaching responsibility. Teach them to believe in themselves. Teach them to think, 'I'm not stupid'. No child wants to fail. Everyone wants to succeed.
The value and utility of any experiment are determined by the fitness of the material to the purpose for which it is used, and thus in the case before us it cannot be immaterial what plants are subjected to experiment and in what manner such experiment is conducted.
quote by Gregor Mendel
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Don't be afraid to fail. Don't waste energy trying to cover up failure. Learn from your failures and go on to the next challenge. It's OK to fail. If you're not failing, you're not growing.
quote by H. Stanley Judd
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All Across The Sands
Bones of an impressive romance
Scattered all across the sands
A secret safe with all the world
Too vain to seem so capable
Can you hear it calling?
Do you feel warmer?
As the hired hand's exposed
How can a pretty painted shell
Send them all packing off to Hell?
A freight train laughs and rattles by
You kiss the girls and made them die
Can you hear it calling?
Do you feel warmer?
As the hired hand's exposed
And I'll never come here again
And we will never come here again
And we will never play here again
Again
Can you hear it calling?
Do you feel warmer?
As the hired hand's exposed
After her call
After her call
After her call
Didn't call
Can you hear it calling?
Do you feel warmer?
As the hired hand's exposed
After her call
After her call
After her call
As she calls
song performed by by The Stone Roses from B-sides & Other Songs
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Double Life
Business women second
Running to get ready for work
Putting children in car seats
Rushing to get to work
Not only employee but also mother
Providing for work and child's needs
Building a company during the day
Raising a child after hours
poem by Morgan Klinger
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The house wife is an unpaid employee in her husband's house in return for the security of being a permanent employee.
quote by Germaine Greer
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The range of what we think and do is limited by what we fail to notice. And because we fail to notice that we fail to notice, there is little we can do to change; until we notice how failing to notice shapes our thoughts and deeds.
quote by R.D. Laing
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I am not a federal employee. I am a constitutional officer. My job is the Constitution of the United States, I am not a government employee. I am in the Constitution.
Work, Sleep, Work, Sleep, Work
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work:
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work.
Oh free me please with gentle ease
From work, sleep, work, sleep, work!
This odium, pounding tedium
Of my work, sleep, work, sleep, work.
Just whisk me off to lands afar
From work, sleep, work, sleep, work -
That grinding train of rhythmic pain
Called ‘Work, sleep, work, sleep, work.’
Poor neural circuits fizzle and pop
In work, sleep, work, sleep, work,
In trying to make some sense of all this
Work, sleep, work, sleep, work.
But Hark! I see a golden gleam -
A saving spirit of hope:
‘You’re fired! ’ He screams. What news to bear,
This wondrous hangman’s rope!
So now I’m free, released from all this
Work, sleep, work, sleep, work -
Eternal peace and rest for me, no
Work, sleep, work, sleep, work.
poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Heart Of The Flower
Now at the station, the train to another land
Lands of never seen light, light hidden in infinite night
Night in its biggest might, might of the strongest power
And there the smoke of the train to the heart of the flower
I take the first train to the heart of the flower
I take the first train to the heart of the flower
And there the smoke of the train to the heart of the flower
And there the smoke of the train to the heart of the flower
The waiting room of kingdom come, I look back upon my life
Life of loss but now the end
End of rat race overdrive
Overdrive to foreign lands
Lands of contemptous hours
And there the smoke of the train to the heart of the flower
Now on the train
This is the end of my day
I feel my spirits escape like a musical clock thats dying away
I turn once again and wave my hand and say goodbye
I never thought its so easy
I never thought its so easy
I take the first train to the heart of the flower
I take the first train to the heart of the flower
And there the smoke of the train to the heart of the flower
And there the smoke of the train to the heart of the flower
The heart of the flower
The heart of the flower
The heart of the flower
Diamond/1990
song performed by by Alphaville
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