Circle of Trust

Earlier this summer F3 Breakaway reached out to see if his two kids could work at Mistwood as banquet servers while they were home from college.  So I set them up with an interview with our manager.  I wasn’t sure when the interview was taking place, but a few days later I walked by our conference room and saw an interview was happening with one of his sons–so I opened the door, stuck my head in and said, “Hi.” I had met his son before at an F3 workout, and we caught up for a few seconds before I left and they resumed the interview.  Later that day I asked our manager how the interview went.  He said it was fine, but he told me that about 9 times during the interview the kid said, “Let’s go!”  It was strange, a little funny, and very “bro-ish.”  But all went well and we hired him.  A few days later I was having breakfast at a local restaurant with my wife.  The server took our order, but when the food came to our table it was delivered by Breakaway’s son–the same one who interviewed!  It turns out he was working at the restaurant in the morning, and for us in the afternoon/evening.  He noticed me at the table and wanted to run our food so he could say hello.  When he put our plates on the table he said, “Let’s go!”  We chatted for a bit, and then walking away he said softly to himself, “Let’s go!”  My wife looked at me, shocked, and asked if that was the same kid from the interview a few days ago–because I had told her the story.  I confirmed it was him, and for the rest of breakfast we were endlessly entertained.  A couple more table visits later, and a couple more, “Let’s go!” comments, and we found ourselves walking out the door in a very, very good mood.  We were happy just being around his positive energy.

There are people like this everywhere in life.  It could be a fist bump in the gloom from Flo–a 40-something year old man who “explodes” every fist bump from every PAX at 5:10am in the morning.  Or it could be a simple wave when taking a picture.  These are signs of passion…passion for life.  They are contagious.  Notice these things and these people.  Let them infect you with their energy.  Let them stir your passion.  At the very least, smile when you encounter them–not in a way that makes fun of them, even though sometimes these behaviors are looked at as childish–but because you recognize them as the sign of a healthy life.  And let them have a positive effect on you.