What’s your Story? Last week while speaking to my friends at the North Carolina Government Finance Officers Summer meeting in Wrightsville Beach, NC, I was reminded of this story. The reminder came to me because it was part of my speech! It originated about 20 years ago in St. Augustine, FL (the oldest city in the United States). While there on business, I went out to dinner with some colleagues. The name of the restaurant is insignificant, though it featured great seafood and a sauce made from datil peppers – hot peppers that are mostly grown in the area.
It’s not about the sauce though, it’s about our waiter. He was pleasingly friendly, talkative and affable. He knew how and when to engage our group and obviously loved his job. As dinner was winding down, I asked the waiter, “So, what’s your deal?” He asked, “What do you mean, what’s my deal?” I asked, are you a student, or otherwise in transition from being a waiter to being a rocket scientist, brain surgeon, or something else to which I thought he might aspire. His response surprised me and simultaneously put me in my place while getting me to thinking…
Upon my reflection, the question, “What’s your deal?” was perhaps a bit rough and a little condescending. I have replaced that question with, “What is your story?” Everyone has a story and our datil pepper waiter sure had one. His response was: “Sir, I’m a waiter. That is what I do for a living. It’s a great job. I work here from about 4 o’clock in the afternoon until about ten o’clock. I do that five or six nights a week and the rest of my time is mine. I bike. I surf. I walk on the beach, read books, take naps and live a great life. It’s what I have chosen to do for a living. In addition, my job is portable, and can take it anywhere, while making a pretty darn good living.”
As the waiter took our payment to the cash register, the five of us at the table looked at each other in a bit of disbelief. You see, we thought we knew the meaning of life. We were hopping on airplanes and staying in hotels in search of the next “deal”. We were chasing that bonus, stock options, or promotion to Senior Vice-President, or Managing Director. We thought we knew what life was all about and it turns out, we clearly did not.
I’ve since lost recollection of the dinner attendees that night, but will never forget the “Datil Pepper Waiter”. He knew what the heck he was doing. Not long after meeting him, a good friend was diagnosed with glioblastoma (brain cancer). As I sat in his hospital room waiting for him to be transferred to a hospice center where he would live out the remainder of his life, we talked about that brass ring we are chasing. We both concluded it’s not the bonuses, titles, plane segments, or hotel points. It’s about living your story with friends, family and loved ones.
Bonnie Ware, a hospice nurse from Australia wrote a book entitled: The Top Five Regrets of the Dying. I won’t reveal the five regrets, though (SPOILER ALERT), she does not cite working more or seeking titles amongst the top five regrets. Since I had the conversation with my dying friend, I changed my story to one that is much more agreeable to me and have in fact, changed it several times since to meet my needs. At the same time, we all need to provide for ourselves and others; so, don’t do something rash — be wise and thoughtful as you alter your life. I’m curious to know — what’s your story?