Yeah it's a nice and pleasant story, assuming you've never actually met or seen the working or living conditions that most of the fisherman in your story actually live in and the terrible toll it takes on their body.

Those fisherman in your story die at a conservative rate of about 30,000 per year [1], and that's just from drowning. There are villages in the very Mexico your joke makes fun of with large populations of paralyzed thirty year olds due to spine injuries or untreatable permanent muscle pain, rates of skin cancer three times higher than indoor workers and eyes wrecked from clouded corneas and cataracts due to years of glare coming off the water.

And that's the physical toll on fishermen, there's also the economic burden of the fact that the guys actually doing the fishing don't own their boats are in an almost perpetual debt to middleman, which is why fisher "men" often also have to include their wives and kids in the occupation to help out... and of course since there's no insurance, if one of them dies the household's income goes to zero that same afternoon.

But yeah man... nice joke... I'm sure it really instilled a great sense of moral character in you.

[1] https://www.sciencedirect.com/science/article/abs/pii/S03085...

I furthered the incorrect ethnic origins of the fisherman, but pretty sure that fisherman is from the Mediterranean.

It's actually a reposted story, it's not original.

The point of the story is to know the difference between “enough” and a compulsion to achieve that your burden keeps you from enjoying your life.

I hope some day you can appreciate it.