Billy was having trouble in school. His teacher constantly yelled at him; “You’re driving me crazy, Billy! Can’t you learn anything?” Billy’s mother met with his teacher at Fall conferences. The teacher told her Billy was a disaster, getting the lowest marks of any of her students and that she had never had such an unmotivated and ignorant little boy in all of her teaching career.
Billy’s mom, shocked at this feedback, withdrew her son immediately and moved from Detroit to Cleveland.
It was 25 years later that the teacher was diagnosed with a severe cardiac disease. Her doctors advised open heart surgery and that only one surgeon in the Cleveland Clinic could perform the procedure. The teacher decided to have the procedure, which turned out to be remarkably successful, at the Cleveland Clinic.
In the recovery room, she saw the young doctor who headed her surgical team, smiling down at her. She wanted to thank him. Instead, her face suddenly turned blue as she tried to speak and then she quickly died. The doctor was shocked, wondering what went suddenly wrong.
When the doctor turned to leave the room, he saw that Billy, the janitor at the Cleveland Clinic, had unplugged the life-support equipment to plug in his vacuum cleaner.
(Statistics indicate that if you thought Billy had become a heart surgeon there is a good chance you voted for Joe Biden.)