As I walk along..

The other day, I met this fellow at the train station. He seemed worried. As it was still early for the train to arrive, I caught up a conversation with him. It turned out that he was late and missed catching the train departing half an hour earlier. So what was the worry? There was always another train. Well, he said he was going for a job interview, and chances was that he might arrive late and ruin his potential career. What a disaster for being late. Well he planned his time well the day before. As he was leaving the house for the train in the morning, he notices some leaves blown by the overnight wind onto his veranda. So he got hold of a broom and swept the leaves off. You see, he was a man of cleanliness. The sweeping took only a few minutes enough to cause him to miss the train. What a big price to pay for being side tracked by the leaves on the veranda.

Was sweeping the leaves off the veranda more important than going for a job interview? Are we organising our lives based on priority?