the greastest story ever told...ok the second greatest

Ttubby Smith a college basketball coach told this story at a press conference...i might forget a few details might even add a few the basic core will hopefully remain the same...when he was growing up in Mississippi he was the oldest of 9 brothers and sisters...his father was an uneducated cotton farmer...Tubby(not sure what his real name and when he actually got such a sour nickname) would pick his row of cotton ...each kid having their own row...and when he finished he would go to the smaller kids rows and help them...nighttime came and his father beat him...next day same story..next day same story again...he thought by being the strongest and oldest he was helping so at the end of a week of beatings he got up the nerve to ask pop why...why am i getting beat for helping...this uneducated farmer said you are not helping the smaller kids get stronger...get faster..get more efficient....he said you pick your row perfect and let me worry about the rest....Tubby was equating this story to his basketball team...the center shouldn't dribble down the court and the guard doesn't hang under the basket for rebounds...do what you do best...people i work with i'm sure are tired of me telling this but i see it daily...big time sports try to say a player should "stay within themselves"...an odd statement but i think to the same point...people try to think they are helping by putting too many eggs in a basket...another saying around to the point...do your job...do it to the best of your ability...one day a young baker who worked for me was making potato salad as i walked in...i said...hmmm whats up? why are YOU doing that?...she said she was caught up with her work(impossible to EVER be caught up in the bakery business)...and the catering staff needed help...i said i understand they needed it and you are doing a nice thing to help...HOWEVER...wrong row...because she was doing this the other department never solved the problem...did they need more help?..were they unorganized?..were they a bit lazy?...if the boss walks in and everything done to him or her there is no problem...i didn't beat her...i thought that might be wrong...but in explaining the cotton story she realized the enabling process she was jumping into...their problem became hers which then became mine which then became my bosses...all because she chose to "help"...i'm not heartless and i realize at times we ALL have to jump in and pick ANY and EVERY row of cotton if necessary but Tubbys dad may have been a genius...