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…and of course, they wonder if there even is any cheese in the maze at all every time they turn another empty corner.

which strategies will work best in getting through the maze.

how they can find the cheese the fastest.

However, because of their complex brains, they think a lot about Hem and Haw, two little people, also spend their days in the maze looking for cheese, but not because they’re hungry – they think finding it will make them feel happy and successful. That’s their pattern, and, while it seems kind of mindless and unstructured, it actually saves them a lot of time and energy. Turn a corner, run to the end, see if there’s any cheese, and if not, turn around and go back. They spend most of their time running up and down the corridors of the maze, looking for cheese. The two mice inside of our maze are Sniff and Scurry. If you want to save this summary for later, download the free PDF and read it whenever you want.ĭownload PDF Lesson 1: Stop thinking too much about your cheese and start chasing it.

You can always find new cheese, and the minute you start moving things will get better.Īre you ready to become a champion of change? Let’s look for that cheese! Who Moved My Cheese Summary.

Nothing lasts forever, so keep your eyes open for approaching changes.Thinking too much about your cheese might paralyze you, so just start looking.Here are 3 lessons about cheese and what you should do when someone moves yours: Who Moved My Cheese a parable about two little people and two mice in a maze, searching for cheese, where each character represents a different attitude towards change, with cheese being what we consider success. But there’s no use in crying over spilled milk, so I’ll just make do with what I’ve got and share some of Spencer Johnson’s great lessons about change with you right now. This site would probably have existed 5 years earlier, had I read it back then. Sadly, I never felt intrigued enough to read it. I distinctly remember the picture of the cheese slice on the cover, and turned it in my hands a couple times since. I briefly looked at it (it was still wrapped), thought it was a “manager’s book” and put it away. When I was a kid, my uncle gave it to me, it was a leftover copy from somewhere.

Funny, how you sometimes stumble into things that were right in front of your nose, all along.