The Rags-To-Riches Tale Of How Jan Koum Built WhatsApp Into Facebook’s New $19 Billion Baby

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The Rags-To-Riches Tale Of How Jan Koum Built WhatsApp Into Facebook’s New $19 Billion Baby

Jan Koum picked a meaningful spot to sign the $19 billion deal to sell his company WhatsApp to Facebook earlier today. Koum, cofounder Brian Acton and venture capitalist Jim Goetz of Sequoia drove a few blocks from WhatsApp’s discreet headquarters in Mountain View to a disused white building across the  railroad tracks, the former North County Social Services office where Koum, 37, once stood in line to collect food stamps. That’s where the three of them inked the agreement to sell their messaging phenom –which brought in a miniscule $20 million in revenue last year — to the world’s largest social network.

Koum, who Forbes believes owns 45% of WhatsApp and thus is suddenly worth $6.8 billion — was born and raised in a small village outside of Kiev, Ukraine, the only child of a housewife and a construction manager who built hospitals and schools. His house had no hot water, and his parents rarely talked on the phone in case it was tapped by the state. It sounds bad, but Koum still pines for the rural life he once lived, and it’s one of the main reasons he’s so vehemently against the hurly-burly of advertising.

At 16, Koum and his mother immigrated to Mountain View, a result of the troubling political and anti-Semitic environment, and got a small two-bedroom apartment though government assistance. His dad never made it over. Koum’s mother had stuffed their suitcases with pens and a stack of 20 Soviet-issued notebooks to avoid paying for school supplies in the U.S. She took up babysitting and Koum swept the floor of a grocery store to help make ends meet. When his mother was diagnosed with cancer, they lived off her disability allowance. Koum spoke English well enough but disliked the casual, flighty nature of American high-school friendships; in Ukraine you went through ten years with the same, small group of friends at school. “In Russia you really learn about a person.”

Five (5) lessons about the way we treat people

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Five (5) lessons about the way we treat people

1 – First Important Lesson – Cleaning Lady. 

During my second month of college, our professor 

Gave us a pop quiz. I was a conscientious student


And had breezed through the questions until I read

The last one:
“What is the first name of the woman who cleans the school?”
Surely this was some kind of joke. I had seen the 
Cleaning woman several times. She was tall,
Dark-haired and in her 50’s, but how would I know her name?

I handed in my paper, leaving the last question
Blank. Just before class ended, one student asked if 
The last question would count toward our quiz grade.
“Absolutely,” said the professor. “In your careers,

You will meet many people.  All are significant. They
Deserve your attention and care, even if all you do 
Is smile and say “hello.”

I’ve never forgotten that lesson.. I also learned her
Name was Dorothy.

2. – Second Important Lesson – Pickup in the Rain 

One night, at 11:30 p.m., an older African American

Woman was standing on the side of an Alabama highway

Trying to endure a lashing rain storm. Her car had

Broken down and she desperately needed a ride.

Soaking wet, she decided to flag down the next car. 

A young white man stopped to help her, generally

Unheard of in those conflict-filled 1960’s. The man

Took her to safety, helped her get assistance and

Put her into a taxicab.

She seemed to be in a big hurry, but wrote down his

Address and thanked him. Seven days went by and a

Knock came on the man’s door. To his surprise, a

Giant console color TV was delivered to his home. A 

Special note was attached.

It read:  “Thank you so much for assisting me on the highway

The other night. The rain drenched not only my

Clothes, but also my spirits.  Then you came along. 

Because of you, I was able to make it to my dying

Husband’s bedside just before he passed away… God

Bless you for helping me and unselfishly serving 
Others.”

Sincerely, 
Mrs. Nat King Cole. 

3 – Third Important Lesson – Always remember those

Who serve. 
In the days when an ice cream sundae cost much less,
A 10-year-old boy entered a hotel coffee shop and
Sat at a table. A waitress put a glass of water in 
Front of him.
“How much is an ice cream sundae?” he asked. 
“Fifty cents,” replied the waitress.

The little boy pulled his hand out of his pocket and
Studied the coins in it.

“Well, how much is a plain dish of ice cream?” he inquired.

By now more people were waiting for a table and the
Waitress was growing impatient.. 

“Thirty-five cents,” she brusquely replied.
The little boy again counted his coins.
“I’ll have the plain ice cream,” he said.

The waitress brought the ice cream, put the bill on
The table and walked away The boy finished the ice
Cream, paid the cashier and left..  When the waitress
Came back, she began to cry as she wiped down the 
Table.  There, placed neatly beside the emptydish,
Were two nickels and five pennies..

You see,  he couldn’t  have the sundae, because he had
To have enough left to leave her a tip. 

4 – Fourth Important Lesson. – The obstacle in Our Path. 

In ancient times, a King had a boulder placed on a

Roadway.  Then he hid himself and watched to see if

Anyone would remove the huge rock.  Some of the

King’s’ wealthiest merchants and courtiers came by

And simply walked around it.  Many loudly blamed the

King for not keeping the roads clear, but none did

Anything about getting the stone out of the way.

Then a peasant came along carrying a load of

Vegetables.  Upon approaching the boulder, the

Peasant laid down his burden and tried to move the

stone to the side of the road.  After much pushing

and straining, he finally succeeded. After the 
peasant picked up his load of vegetables, he noticed
a purse lying in the road where the boulder had
been. The purse contained many gold coins and a note
from the King indicating that the gold was for the 
person who removed the boulder from the roadway.  The
peasant learned what many of us never understand!
Every obstacle presents an opportunity to improve
our condition. 

5 – Fifth Important Lesson – Giving When it Counts… 
Many years ago, when I worked as a volunteer at a
hospital, I got to know a little girl named Liz who 
was suffering from a rare & serious disease.  Her only
chance of recovery appeared to be a blood
transfusion from her 5-year old brother, who had
miraculously survived the same disease and had 
developed the antibodies needed to combat the
illness.  The doctor explained the situation to her
little brother, and asked the little boy if he would
be willing to give his blood to his sister. 
I saw him hesitate for only a moment before taking a
deep breath and saying, “Yes I’ll do it if it will save
her.”  As the transfusion progressed, he lay in bed
next to his sister and smiled, as we all did, seeing 
the color returning to her cheek. Then his face
grew pale and his smile faded.

He looked up at the doctor and asked with a
trembling voice, “Will I start to die right away”. 
Being young, the little boy had misunderstood the
doctor; he thought he was going to have to give his
sister all of his blood in order to save her. 


Most importantly…. “Work like you
don’t need the money, love like you’ve never been
hurt, and dance like you do when nobody’s watching.” 


 

Why we miss Rodney Dangerfield

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Why we miss Rodney Dangerfield
 
He said…
 
My wife only has sex with me for a purpose. Last night she used me to time an egg.
 
It’s tough to stay married. My wife kisses the dog on the lips, yet she won’t drink from my glass!
 
Last night my wife met me at the front door. She was wearing a sexy negligee. The only trouble was, she was coming home.
 
A girl phoned me and said, ‘Come on over. There’s nobody home.’ I went over. Nobody was home!
 
A hooker once told me she had a headache.
 
I went to a massage parlor.. It was self-service. .
 
 
If it weren’t for pickpockets, I’d have no sex life at all.
 
I was making love to this girl and she started crying I said, ‘Are you going to hate yourself in the morning?’ She said, ‘No, I hate myself now.’
 
I knew a girl so ugly… they use her in prisons to cure sex offenders.
 
My wife is such a bad cook, if we leave dental floss in the kitchen the roaches hang themselves.
 
I’m so ugly I stuck my head out the window and got arrested for mooning.
 
The other day I came home and a guy was jogging, naked. I asked him, ‘Why?’ He said, ‘Because you came home early.’
 
My wife’s such a bad cook, the dog begs for Alka-Seltzer.
 
I know I’m not sexy. When I put my underwear on I can hear the Fruit-of-the- Loom guys giggling.
 
My wife is such a bad cook, in my house we pray after the meal.
 
My wife likes to talk to me during sex; last night she called me from a hotel.
 
My family was so poor that if I hadn’t been born a boy, I wouldn’t have had anything to play with.
 
 
It’s been a rough day. I got up this morning … put a shirt on and a button fell off. I picked up my briefcase, and the handle came off. I’m afraid to go to the bathroom.
 
I was such an ugly kid! …When I played in the sandbox, the cat kept covering me up.
 
I could tell my parents hated me. My bath toys were a toaster and radio.
 
I was such an ugly baby that my mother never breast fed me. She told me that she only liked me as a friend.
 
I’m so ugly my father carried around a picture of the kid who came with his wallet.
 
When I was born, the doctor came into the waiting room and said to my father, “I’m sorry. We did everything we could, but he pulled through anyway.”
 
I’m so ugly my mother had morning sickness…AFTER I was born.
 
I remember the time that I was kidnapped and they sent a piece of my finger to my father. He said he wanted more proof.
 
Once when I was lost, I saw a policeman, and asked him to help me find my parents. I said to him, “Do you think we’ll ever find them?” He said, “I don’t know kid. There’s so many places they can hide.”
 
My wife made me join a bridge club. I jump off next Tuesday.
 
I’m so ugly, I once worked in a pet shop, and people kept asking how big I’d get.
 
I went to see my doctor. “Doctor, every morning when I get up and I look in the mirror I feel like throwing up. What’s wrong with me?” He said…”Nothing, your eyesight is perfect.”
 
I went to the doctor because I’d swallowed a bottle of sleeping pills. My doctor told me to have a few drinks and get some rest.
 
With my old man I got no respect. I asked him, “How can I get my kite in the air?” He told me to run off a cliff.
 
Some dog I got. We call him Egypt because in every room he leaves a pyramid. His favorite bone is in my arm. Last night he went on the paper four times – three of those times I was reading it.
 
One year they wanted to make me a poster boy – for birth control.
 
My uncle’s dying wish was to have me sitting in his lap; he was in the electric chair.

George Carlin’s…

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George Carlin’s Views on Aging

Do you realize that the only time in our lives when we like to get old is when we’re kids? If you’re less than 10 years old, you’re so excited about aging that you think in fractions.

‘How old are you?’ ‘I’m four and a half!’ You’re never thirty-six and a half. You’re four and a half, going on five! That’s the key

You get into your teens, now they can’t hold you back. You jump to the nex t number, or even a few ahead.

‘How old are you?’ ‘I’m gonna be 16!’ You could be 13, but hey, you’re gonna be 16! And then the greatest day of your life ! You become 21. Even the words sound like a ceremony. YOU BECOME 21. YESSSS!!!

But then you turn 30. Oooohh, what happened there? Makes you sound like bad milk! He TURNED; we had to throw him out. There’s no fun now, you’re Just a sour-dumpling. What’s wrong? What’s changed?

You BECOME 21, you TURN 30, then you’re PUSHING 40. Whoa! Put on the brakes, it’s all slipping away. Before you know it, you REACH 50 and your dreams are gone.

But wait!!! You MAKE it to 60. You didn’t think you would!

So you BECOME 21, TURN 30, PUSH 40, REACH 50 and MAKE it to 60.

You’ve built up so much speed that you HIT 70! After that it’s a day-by-day thing; you HIT W ednesday!

You get into your 80’s and every day is a complete cycle; you HIT lunch; you TURN 4:30; you REACH bedtime. And it doesn’t end there. Into the 90s, you start going backwards; ‘I Was JUST 92.’

Then a strange thing happens. If you make it over 100, you become a little kid again. ‘I’m 100 and a half!’
May you all make it to a healthy 100 and a half!!

HOW TO STAY YOUNG
1. Throw out nonessential numbers. This includes age, weight and height. Let the doctors worry about them. That is why you pay ‘them.’

2. Keep only cheerful friends. The grouches pull you down.

3. Keep learning. Learn more about the computer, crafts, gardening, whatever. Never let the brain idle. ‘An idle mind is the devil’s workshop.’ And the devil’s name is Alzheimer’s.

4. Enjoy the simple things.

5. Laugh often, long and loud. Laugh until you gasp for breath.

6. The tears happen. Endure, grieve, and move on. The only person, who is with us our entire life, is ourselves. Be ALIVE while you are alive.

7. Surround yourself with what you love , whether it’s family, pets, keepsakes, music, plants, hobbies, whatever. Your home is your refuge.

8. Cherish your health: If it is good, preserve it. If it is unstable, improve it. If it is beyond what you can improve, get help.

9. Don’t take guilt trips. Take a trip to the mall, even to the next county; to a foreign country but NOT to where the guilt is.

10. Tell the people you love that you love them , at every opportunity.

AND ALWAYS REMEMBER :
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away .