posted by Dan on May 19
We’ve had jobs and positions at various times in our lives. Some were fun and others are in the category of, ‘What the hell was I thinking?’ One of these for me was owning a very busy advertising agency.
There was a huge amount of stress, deadlines, and too much running around. Yes I made loads of money but I needed some ME time.
One particular afternoon I just got in my bass boat and headed for the Everglades. I was in such a hurry to get away I didn’t even bother to change my clothes. Soon I hit this clearing and the quiet was so heavy you could hear the line peeling off the reel when I made a cast. That was followed my the plop of my spinner bait in the water. NICE AND QUIET..
Then, just when I thought this was heaven, and a million miles away from anything stressful, my pager begins to BEEP BEEP BEEP. So, I calmly took it off my belt and threw it as far as I could, as it continued to BEEP BEEP through the air, as if it were protesting its impending death. PLOP.
My thought was, HA. I’M FISHING. Nothing is more important. Don’t you agree?
