They lock a physicist, an engineer and a topologist into a cells with nothing to eat but a can of spaghettis and no can opener. After a few das they unlock the cells and find:
- the engineer in a cell that has spaghetti sauce all over the walls, the can is covered with dents but open and he obviously enjoyed his food.
- the physicist sittin next to a neat, clean empty can, smiling
- when they come to the topologist's cell, they find it empty, a lot of calculations written on the wall and the intact can on the floor...until they hear his voice from inside the can: "damn sign error!!!"
EDIT: There's also this alternative I just found on this site:
There was a mad scientist (a mad SOCIAL scientist) who kidnapped three colleagues, an engineer, a physicist, and a mathematician, and locked each of them in separate cells with plenty of canned food and water but no can opener.
A month later, returning, the mad scientist went to the engineer's cell and found it long empty. The engineer had constructed a can opener from pocket trash, used aluminum shavings and dried sugar to make an explosive,and escaped.
The physicist had worked out the angle necessary to knock the lids off the tin cans by throwing them against the wall. She was developing a good pitching arm and a new quantum theory.
The mathematician had stacked the unopened cans into a surprising solution to the kissing problem; his desicated corpse was propped calmly against a wall, and this was inscribed on the floor in blood:
THEOREM: If I can't open these cans, I'll die.
PROOF: Assume the opposite ...
The good life is one inspired by love and guided by knowledge. Neither love without knowledge, nor knowledge without love can produce a good life. - Bertrand Russell A herring's blog Johari / Nohari
There is a surprising amount of truth to these. The first time my SO (an engineer) and I (a physicist) cooked together, it went a bit like that.
A cry of defiance, and not of fear,
A voice in the darkness, a knock at the door, and a word that shall echo for evermore!
For, borne on the night-wind of the Past, through all our history, to the last,
In the hour of darkness and peril and need, the people will waken and listen to hear
-- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Do you know the one about the mathematician who wakes up at night and sees his bedroom is on fire, looks around, sees there is a fire extinguisher in the corner and turns around to sleep some more because the problem has an unambiguous solution?
I'm glad you agree.
Originally Posted by Tamske
Re: Ti vs Te...
A while ago, my husband and I watched this Ted talk: http://www.ted.com/talks/lang/en/dan..._we_happy.html We also have an ongoing discussion about that. He's convinced I'm making myself miserable by not being contented with what I have. In the words of the talk, I'm not using that artificial happiness thingy (enough). According to him, I'm forgetting to enjoy myself while telling myself "If only I had this, if only I could do that"
But I'm terribly afraid I would miss a chance if I got too used to my situation. I'm afraid that, by being contented, I would not work as hard to make things better.
I'm happy if I can improve the world, even by a little bit. So I'm constantly, like The Great One describes, evaluating all things and see if I can improve anything - be it the next meal, be it my working routine, be it my teaching. I'm constantly finding things to improve. And that doesn't make me unhappy. What makes me unhappy is the fact that I have to spend nearly all my time and energy maintaining the status quo. So I'm struggling the whole day to get the house, the yard, the school work ready... and then I'm exhausted and I didn't even make some pancakes to improve the day. I'm not happy with any status quo - even if the status quo would have me as a novel writer as famous and rich as J.K. Rowling. Then my next book will need to be better yet.
Husband - and I guess more Te/Si users - are happy if they did well, are happy to spend the evening relaxing, they make their decisions and don't look back, confident that they have made the best one, or at least, that trying to change it now will be more trouble than it is worth. So it's useless to look back. I do that all the time, telling myself to do better next time.
I know what you mean. Whenever I see something and it looks half baked, I just sit there and ponder, "How can I make this better". Also, one thing that really hurts me is when I have a big problem that I can't seem to possibly fix no matter what I do. Then, it seems like I will get nothing done the rest of the day, because I will have a tsunami of endlessness thoughts on how I could make this problem better. I can't eat, I can't sleep, I feel like I'm trapped. I hate when this happens. Luckily I think I have learned to compartmentalize problems in order to get on with my day. It's almost like playing a video game and pressing the "save button" and coming back to the game later. However, I always have to finish the game.
No, I've never lived with an ENTP. I don't think EJCC has either.
Thanks and the reason for the question is because I have lived with one, but they are part of my direct family. So the question still intrigues me. (It's hard to know because family would be another kind of dynamic added, I expect).
"..And the eight and final rule: If this is your first time at Fight Club, you have to fight."
'Men are meant to be with women. The rest is perversion and mental illness.'