Sometimes I think we all need to step back and take a look at what we do and just how important it is.
I sometimes think of dishwashing as one of those jobs which isn’t really a place you want to wind up. There are a couple of ways to look at it, I guess. First of all, there’s the attitude of “Well, SOMEBODY’S gotta do it”. That is certainly true and it’s made even more true by the fact that such occupations are often the route to more important work.
Several years ago, my son, Hooper was all set to go into the Army. But then some of his friends told him that they were going to go to the U.S. Virgin Islands and work as sea kayak tour guides. That sounded pretty good to Hooper, so he told the Army to take a flying leap, raked up all his money and bought a ticket for the Virgin Islands. Because ol’ Hooper is kind of a “spur of the moment” guy, he hadn’t researched the job. He just showed up, assuming that the tour company would be delighted to see him. They told him that at 18, he wasn’t old enough. “Sorry”. Delight didn’t enter into it.
But here’s what impresses me about Hoop. He was broke and stuck with no prospects. So he hauled ass across the street to a little seafood restaurant and nightclub and got himself a job as a dishwasher. Once in that job, he showed up every day and did a good job. Eventually he started cooking, then he became a server, then he moved aboard a boat, learned to sail and to weld underwater. By the time he left the USVI a year later, he had crewed on the second place boat in the Rolex Regatta, knew how to SCUBA dive and weld and was the chief cook and server at the little restaurant. When he returned to home, courtesy of Bert Garrison’s “Buddy Pass” on the airline, he was far better off than he had been when he left the U.S. For the most part, he had done what he wanted to do and had enjoyed himself doing it.
But I learned from his little adventure that what is important and fulfilling to one person, may not be that important and fulfilling to another person. That’s why you’ve gotta make sure that you’re pleasing yourself and not others. Here’s an excerpt from my diary when I was flying for L3 Wescam:
“Morning at Wescam getting CGETC ready for flight to Victorville, California.
“Flew to Victorville and found my operator, Dave Arnold, taking a “class” on airport operations. It’s required in order to take a test for a pass to work on the field. These folks take their airport (on which nothing happens; it’s a graveyard for old airliners) VERY seriously. I’ve never seen anything so outrageous. It would be funny if it didn’t waste so much of our time. The guy giving the class had also created the test of which he is quite proud. He has no life!”
It occurred to me as I watched poor ol’ Dave put up with their nonsense, that this was a classic case of something being important to one person and at the bottom of the list for most others. That guy taking such pride in his course and his test, thought that what he did at that lonely airport where nothing happened, was really important. It wasn’t, but he well never know that. That’s another lesson: We need to take our “blinkers” off in order to see our own situation. Maybe that guy needed to take a page from Hooper’s book.