Lesson of the worn pants.

There was once a man who picked up the same pants every day. He worked in it, sweated it, and sometimes even pulled it up because no one else was at hand. The pants tolerated quietly: he leaned, tense, worn, but said nothing. He did his job.

After years, the pants began to fade, puncturing here and there. The people,

Those who saw it said:

- Look! How worn it is, how used! Isn't it a shame to walk like that?

Man shrugged only:

- But this pants took the burden. It carried the weekdays, which kept me next to me. If he is worn now, it is not his fault - but the one who expected the same thing in every situation.

And the lesson said:

There is no pants that are good for everything. You need a suit for work, work pants for work. Anyone who uses the same thing in everything is not the trouser to wear it - but his own decision.