Priorities
It's the final of the rugby world Cup, and a man makes his way to his
seat right at center of the field. He sits down, noticing that the seat
next to him is empty.
He leans over and asks his neighbor if someone will be sitting there.
"No," says the neighbor. "The seat is empty."
"This is incredible", said the man. "Who in their right mind would have
a seat like this for final game of the World Cup and not use it?"
The neighbor says "Well, actually, the seat belongs to me. I was
supposed to come with my wife, but she passed away. This is the first
World Cup we haven't been to together since we got married in 1967."
"Oh ... I'm sorry to hear that. That's terrible. But couldn't you find
someone else, a friend or relative, or even a neighbor to take the
seat?"
The man shakes his head "No, they're all at the funeral."
Go soothingly on the grease mud, as there lurks the skid demon
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