According to the old Greek that told this tale, the earth was young and only few walked on it.
On one particular day the gods were bored and had gathered to watch the few humans that treaded the earth.
Two caught there attention. One was a strong and powerful man. He had no fear and often spent hours staring at himself in calm waters. The gods found him most charming. Most likely, because he reminded them so much of their own self-centered selves.
They, then spotted another man on the opposite side of the mountain. He was scrawny and seemed preoccupied watching a colony of ants at work. He most likely had never seen himself in a calm pond of water and had no desire to.
After a couple of more goblets of wine they decide to go down and visit the humans. The carried each man a present which was the custom for the time.
When they reached earth and brought the two men together the older god announced he had brought two gifs.
The first was a fine mule and a sleek new wagon. The second was a small piece of paper and a pencil that was barley long enough to still write.
The old god, winked an stared at the beautiful and powerful man and told him to select first. He as well as his companions was all eying the mule and wagon.
The greedy powerful man saw their concerns and took the mule.
The gods smiled and gave the weaker man the discarded pencil and paper. With that they went back to where they had come.
Sometime later, the gods again met for an afternoon of discussion and wine. The two men came up and they looked over a rail to see the powerful man looking at himself in the pond. Not seeing the mule or wagon they decided to once again come down to earth to see what was happing.
Upon their arrival at the pond they ask the powerful man what had come of his gift. He looked a little sheepish and confessed.
“One day I was at this very watering hole. The mule you gave me was drinking his fill and I was admiring myself just up the stream there.
That silly little man came up with his little pencil and paper and ask me to sit with him. The next thing I know he had figured me right out of my wagon and mule.”
The moral of the story,,,,
Being strong and handsome will last you until you grow old. Being smart will last you a lifetime