A shepherd was herding his flock in a remote pasture when suddenly
a brand-new BMW advanced out of a dust cloud towards him. The
driver, a young man in an Armani suit, Gucci shoes, Ray Ban
sunglasses and YSL tie (Corb), leans out the window and asks the
shepherd, “If I tell you exactly how many sheep you have in your
flock, will you give me one?”
The shepherd looks at the man, obviously a yuppie, then looks at
his peacefully grazing flock and calmly answers, “Sure. Why not?”
The yuppie parks his car, whips out his Dell notebook computer,
connects it to his AT&T cell phone, surfs to a NASA page on the
internet, where he calls up a GPS satellite navigation system to
get an exact fix on his location which he then feeds to another
NASA satellite that scans the area in an ultra-high-resolution
photo. The young man then opens the digital photo in Adobe
Photoshop and exports it to an image processing facility in
Hamburg, Germany. Within seconds, he receives an email on his Palm
Pilot that the image has been processed and the data stored. He
then accesses a MS-SQL database through an ODBC connected Excel
spreadsheet with hundreds of complex formulas. He uploads all of
this data via an email on his Blackberry and, after a few minutes,
receives a response. Finally, he prints out a full-color, 150-page
report on his hi-tech, miniaturized HP LaserJet printer and finally
turns to the shepherd and says, “You have exactly 1586
sheep.”
“That’s right. Well, I guess you can take one of my sheep.” says
the shepherd. He watches the young man select one of the animals
and looks on amused as the young man stuffs it into the trunk of
his car. Then the shepherd says to the young man, “Hey, if I can
tell you exactly what your business is, will you give me back my
sheep? “
The young man thinks about it for a second and then says, “Okay,
why not?”
“You’re a consultant.” says the shepherd.
“Wow! That’s correct,” says the yuppie, “but how did you guess
that?”
“No guessing required.” answered the shepherd. “You showed up
here even though nobody called you; you want to get paid for an
answer I already knew, to a question I never asked; and you don’t
know crap about my business. . . ” … Now give me back my dog.”