Who moved my cheese?

Answer 1

That book bugged the hell out of me! They made us read it when I was working at AT&T about six months before they eliminated our entire department. I always thought they should have titled it, "Who Ate My Cheese, bombed my section of the maze, put mousetraps throughout the rest of it, nailed the exit shut and surrounded it with rat poison?" That would have better described the contemporary business ethic. (Not that I'm bitter or anything.)

Answer 2

I did not move the cheese but I sure did cut the cheese.

Answer 3

Science and swiss cheese are full of holes, and I say this in an effort to placate the church people.

If I moved any cheese, it was simply that. Too many holes and had to be moved.

Answer 4

I take it you're referring to this?

http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Who_Moved_My_Cheese%3F&oldid=109690541

It's just the rugged individualist pioneer myth, wrapped up in a long, semicoherent and arrogantly condescending metaphor much beloved of the kind of manager who probably has managed to convince himself that he is doing all of the real work, while his employers are just lazy freeloaders who've done nothing during their 60 hour work weeks to deserve their subminimum wage pay.

It never ceases to amaze me how ready some people are to swallow this garbage. "Be like those rugged self-reliant pioneers". Kind of glossing over the fact that being like those pioneers would involve having somebody open up land for one's use by killing a good number of the previous owners and forcing the rest to move away at gunpoint, or that rural folk, by and large, haven't been hardcore, isolationist individualists in the less violent times that have followed. Looking out for your neighbor, knowing that he would do the same for you, is how people in the boonies have pulled through hard times.

The myth is a convenient one for the kind of city dwellers who, having benefitted from the work of many of the very people who they are now about to scr** blind, like to pretend that they've been self-sufficient throughout. It says more about urban social pathology than it does about actual rural culture, past or present.

Answer 5

Well if you believe that your god would ever need to kill then by all means, he could move some cheese!

Answer 6

There are prescription medications you could take that can 'stop' your 'cheese' from 'moving'. Genital herpes is quite a common ailment these days. It's normal for the 'cheese' on your penis to rupture and 'move' if not treated. Quick. Get to your doctor NOW!

Answer 7

I'm sorry... I know that it was your favorite block of Muenster. But I have Quesokleptomania, so I couldn't help it.
Plus, the mice that replaced my pinky toes were really hungry this afternoon.
Sorry.

Answer 8

Mickey Mouse. He did more then just moved it, he stolen it and ate it! Don't let Disney's goody image foul you, they'll take everything from you behind your back.

Answer 9

http://www.whomovedmycheese.com/change/movie/
Check this out. who moved my cheese movie.

Answer 10

Hey.... isn't that a book?

YEAH! I remember that book... I remember seeing it sitting on my fathers computer desk for years. Never read it all the way through. I skimmed, though. It's all one big metaphor, isn't it?