There once was a rich man who lived in the city. He traveled to the country and decided that he would have a home built there. He asked two eager architects from the city to each submit a design. Both architects agreed. They wanted desperately to build a perfect home for the rich man.
The first architect rushed to his office, which was on the top floor of the city's tallest skyscraper.
The rich man is used to spacious interiors, he thought. And so he designed a home with spacious interiors.
The rich man loves to have his servants dote on him, he thought. And so he designed an extension for the servants’ quarters.
The rich man will want to learn to horseback ride, he thought. And so he designed a fenced pasture and stable behind the home.
When he finished, the first architect descended from the top floor of the city's tallest skyscraper and rushed to show the rich man his design.
Meanwhile, the second architect had remained behind to speak with the rich man, instead of rushing to his office.
“Why do you wish to leave the city and go live in the country?” he asked the rich man.
“To leave much of my possessions and spend more time with my family,” the rich man replied.
“Will your servants be working for you in the country?” the second architect asked.
“No, my family and I will cook for ourselves.” The rich man answered.
“Is there anything you especially do not want in your new home?”
“Yes. My wife is allergic to horses. Do not include any pastures or stables.”
The second architect decided small intimate interiors were better than spacious interiors for the rich man and his family.
He did not include any servants’ quarters and instead used every inch of space for the rich man and his family.
He did not include any pastures or stables and instead designed a deck behind the home for the rich man and his family to enjoy meals on together.
When the rich man looked at both designs, he selected the second.
“But, I’ve designed a perfect house!” cried the first architect.
“No,” replied the rich man. “You’ve designed a perfect failure.”
The first architect rushed to his office, which was on the top floor of the city's tallest skyscraper.
The rich man is used to spacious interiors, he thought. And so he designed a home with spacious interiors.
The rich man loves to have his servants dote on him, he thought. And so he designed an extension for the servants’ quarters.
The rich man will want to learn to horseback ride, he thought. And so he designed a fenced pasture and stable behind the home.
When he finished, the first architect descended from the top floor of the city's tallest skyscraper and rushed to show the rich man his design.
Meanwhile, the second architect had remained behind to speak with the rich man, instead of rushing to his office.
“Why do you wish to leave the city and go live in the country?” he asked the rich man.
“To leave much of my possessions and spend more time with my family,” the rich man replied.
“Will your servants be working for you in the country?” the second architect asked.
“No, my family and I will cook for ourselves.” The rich man answered.
“Is there anything you especially do not want in your new home?”
“Yes. My wife is allergic to horses. Do not include any pastures or stables.”
The second architect decided small intimate interiors were better than spacious interiors for the rich man and his family.
He did not include any servants’ quarters and instead used every inch of space for the rich man and his family.
He did not include any pastures or stables and instead designed a deck behind the home for the rich man and his family to enjoy meals on together.
When the rich man looked at both designs, he selected the second.
“But, I’ve designed a perfect house!” cried the first architect.
“No,” replied the rich man. “You’ve designed a perfect failure.”