Las Vegas magician Mac King has a trick that’s so notoriously difficult to figure out, even Penn and Teller have admitted they have no clue how he does it. See if you can spot the magic behind Mac King’s rope trick. After all, it’s just one rope… how hard could it be?
After a tiring day, a commuter settled down in his seat and closed his eyes. As he sat there and the crew readied the train for departure, a woman sitting next to him pulled out her mobile phone and started talking in a loud voice.
"Hi sweetheart. It’s Sue. I’m on the train. Yes, I know it’s the six thirty and not the four thirty one, but I had a long meeting. No, honey, not with that Kevin from the accounting office. It was with the boss. No sweetheart, you’re the only one in my life. Yes, I’m sure, cross my heart!"
Fifteen minutes later, she was still talking loudly. When the man sitting next to her had enough, he leaned over and said into the phone, "Sue, hang up the phone and come back to bed."
Sue doesn’t use her mobile phone in public any longer.
So I’m at the Wal-Mart buying a bag of dog food. While in the check-out line, a woman behind me asked if I had a dog. Why else would I be buying dog food, right?
So on impulse, I told her that no, I didn’t have a dog. “I’m starting the dog food diet again. I probably shouldn’t because I ended up in the hospital the last time. I lost 50 pounds before I woke up in intensive care with tubes coming out of most of my orifices and IVs in both arms.”
I told her it was essentially perfect diet. “All you do is load your pockets with food nuggets and simply eat one or two every time you feel hungry. The food is nutritionally complete so it works well, and I’m going to try it again.”
I should add that practically everyone in line was now enthralled with my story.
Horrified, this check asked if I ended up in the ICU because the dog food poisoned me. I told her, “No, I stepped off a curb to sniff a poodle’s ass and a car hit me.”
I thought the guy behind me was going to have a heart attack he was laughing so hard.
Instead of saying “I don’t have time”, try saying “It’s not a priority” and see how that feels. Often, that’s a perfectly adequate explanation. I have time to iron my sheets; I just don’t want to: it’s not a priority.
But other things are harder. Try these on for size:
· I’m not going to edit your resume because it’s not a priority.
· I’m not going to the doctor because my health is not a priority.
If these phrases don’t sit well with you, that’s the point. Changing our language reminds us that how we spend our time is a choice. If we don’t like how we are spending an hour, we can choose differently.