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My boss, the chairperson of a department at a large educational institution, was watching the eleven-o'clock news coverage of the opening of the Berlin wall in November 1989, when she was taken aback to see, among the revelers dancing on top of the wall, a colleague, who, according to his timetable, had been teaching a class on this side of the Atlantic that afternoon.  He left the department shortly afterwards to pursue his real interests.

George was a statistician who for some time had not been given meaningful jobs in his government department.  Since he considered it unethical either not to come to work or to work on other things on his employer's time (even though several of his colleagues ran their own businesses from their government offices), he chose to meditate instead.  He would arrive on time in the morning, enter his office, turn off the light and meditate until lunch time.  He would take lunch and then continue his work until quitting time, when he could return refreshed and ethically uncompromised to his family.

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