The conference opened with this amazing motivational speaker, is I guess what you would call him.
He'd had all kinds of impressive success in business and I think continues with the businessy business, but has also just written a book and is giving speeches.
He totally sucked me in. He made me cry no fewer than three times during his talk. He was very moving.
I know they get these speakers so that you sit there and get all inspired, and then you go back to your office all kinds of motivated to effect positive change. To turn around and inspire others with your newfound passion.
He motivated me, all right. But not in the intended direction.
Because here's the thing.
So he was talking about how he was striving for a CEO position of this huge company...and his current company approached him repeatedly. But he just didn't feel like they were big enough or prestigious enough. So he turned them down repeatedly.
And then one day he woke up and was all, "FML. I'm living the life my dad wanted and transferred his expectations to me. I am not happy. I'm not living my life story!"
Of course I paraphrase with the FML. I'm pretty sure he's above that.
Anyway, he then said yes to the other company, which was and is focused on health care. He began living his life story. He started being happy.
And then he told these moving and tear-inducing stories involving successes and life changes of others.
What he was leading up to, of course, was this: Are you living your life story?
He said, "You know your life story. Everyone knows their life story...but they don't necessarily live it. Some people sell out for money, or fame, for example."
"Are you living your life story? Or have you sold out?"
At which point I was all, "FML, no, no goddammit, I'm not living my life story."
And then it hit me. Not only am I not living my life story, I have sold out.
For health care and retirement benefits.
Fucking motivational speaker.