Lost in Limerick Land

"Once upon a time in the place where I worked, I told several of my co-workersabout a man driving up to me as I came across the parking lot who gave meadvice in the form of a limerick. It usually went something like“As I was coming across the parking lot this morning, this man drove up tome, stopped, rolled down his car window and said, “Come here.” “What do youwant?”, I asked. “You look worn out,” he said. “I am,” I replied. “It’s the paperwork. I’m exhausted.” “Well,” he remarked, “don’t let what happened to someoneI heard about happen to you.” “What person?”, I questioned, “and why are youtelling me about this?” He answered BECAUSE"