| You remember my egg story pictured, below and in tumbnail for article... how I didn't care if people made fun of my scrambled eggs... well the same goes for my sammich, don't make fun of how I say it either... just kidding ;-) ;-) ;-) http://instantcmptrbiz.blogspot.com/2016/11/fwd-finally-i-cooked-eggs-right.html Well, I finally did it,
 
What prompted me to make a brisket sammich, you might ask. Well I got up early the other day and walked to a City Walk nearby and had ordered a brisket sandwich and planned to washed it down with a glass of Sam Adam's Seasonal beer. After I was done ordering and got my beer I was approached by a burly and rather surly older chap with the keys to the kingdom about his belt asking "What can I help you with," "can I help you with something?" as I started work on my blog on my palmtops and a cellphone and I had to go. I gathered he based this on profiling, I was wearing a Winner Rolex 24 At Daytona, circa 1992 Oyster Perpetual Chronograph watch, worth ~$20K, a comfortably lovely pair of Grey Classic Issue BDU Cargo shorts, a black Hawaiian print shirt by Aloha and brand new Addidas slippers. I'm guessing I'm looking like a local, by all accounts and perhaps a vagrant, if you're not looking carefully. I remembered that earlier upon crossing the security gates, for it's like an airport now, at Margaritaville and greeted the guards who scanned me, after walking through the metal detectors and let me into City Walk. I said, "Hi". They as busy as they were didn't respond, right away, just looked at their watch. One said "Hi!" "How are you, Sir?" "Isn't it a great day in the Republic." I had noticed through the corner of mine eye, that a Sr Member of the Security Staff was indoctrinating a new recruit into the system and gave the air that she was a "know it all, on all maters security," she must be the boss woman, I surmised. I upon entering city walk stopped at Margeritaville's Porch of Indecision, interrupted the lady and asked a security question she had trouble answering. I assume this was the root cause of my visit by the burly, surly gentleman. I told him It was. just a question, nothing more. He, the security guard who just approached me, asked for an ID and what were my plans for the day and which park was I visiting, that day? I told him, "I planned to hangout, at City Walk today," and handed him my International Drivers License, which is predicated on my California ID. He took my ID and walked away muttering into his walkie-talkie, mike, as security do, in privacy. Reminds me of my visit to Indonesia whereupon, a cop did the same and demanded 500, for me to get my ID back wherein I said, "It's ok, keep it"... to myself I muttered under my breath ..."it's an international license, I can get for 50, later"... I then said nevermind I'll leave, I know when and where I'm not wanted I muttered, under my breath, again, no problema, Sir. Now I've been going to that City Walk for some 7 years on an off, now - ever since it got built not to mention the original in California. There were times I'd go everyday for weeks straight. just to hangout, and never had a problem... Some people, give 'em a little job and they think they own the place. I'm guessing someone took um bridge to the fact I managed to embarrassed a Sr Security Agent in front of her protege, and had me thrown out, for I was asking if they do logical, or virtual security i.e. Information Systems Security. I had to elaborate to get her to understand my question. Because, I sent in a resume via recruiter for a spot and never got a response. I wasn't told anything about my question one way or another, except that perhaps it was a maybe - "yes or no," answer some security positions do, others don't. In any event it was an IT, question I gathered. After all not everyone is physical security and I had at least one individual that agreed with me and her. All of a sudden, now I was surrounded by security personnel. All asking the same question. Can I see you ID, what are plans for the day... the ID got passed around and eventually returned to me as I was exiting the park escorted. I was lastly approached by an affable young man from Riverside CA to his credit he respected his future, who said that it appears Im from Lompoc isn't there a prison there he said. I said yes, a Federal Penitentiary and Farm on Vandenbeg AFB. I worked at VAFB and lived in the namesake smaller village, which arisen in the shadow of the base, a part of North Lompoc, CA - a small town... and let the innuendos fly. Incidentally, I never got my sammich, hence my reason for visiting a local Babalou's Auddacious Boddacious BBQ and getting the Brisket, a local grocery to get the fixings and a Panera to get the Artisan bread or Kaiser roll, as it were. I inquired at Babalou's, if it was named after a demi-god in a African inspired, Voodoo-Christian religion indigenous to the Caribbean called, "Santeria." I was told no, that's Babaluau... What's wrong with these people? What is this world coming to? This might be my greatest accomplishment of 2017 Sometimes I think the world and by association, the internet makes us feel bad about ourselves. If you're not "hustling" and doing yoga and scaling a bazillion-dollar business, it feels like you're not good enough. But I think wins come in all sizes — big wins and small. I feel good about my brisket sammich. It took me over a year to get good. I don't really care how many people made fun of me for those sammiches (trust me, I know how horrible they look). I incidentally, stopped by a Walgreens and got a cup of Rammen Noodle Soup. I don't know about you but I like to trick 'em out, so I got hard boiled eggs at Wawa, some freeze dried farm grown tiger shrimp or more appropriately, prawns and kimchi. Interesting thing happened that day, I got escorted form the register to the Coffee Machine to get hot water for my Rammen. Now when I walked in the Cashier and sales assistant was going through one of the coolers and counting sandwiches frantically over and over again, as if one or more were missing somehow. I hear neighborhood, kids think that it's a place to get free snacks, so I can understand their concern. I was wondering why all the Coffee Machines in those Walgreens who had them went out of sercice all simultaneously as I toured the neighborhood of the tourist sector. Hmmmm ...I've done this several times in different cities, over the years, and never been escorted before and "taught" how to dispense hot water, in fact I did it on mine own just last week ...actually in this case, I had to teach the sales assistant how to do that, since I've done it sooo many times before, especially at this Walgreens. Ramen is somewhat of a passion of mine. I like to at least stop once for Ramen while traveling and so far the Ramen scene Orlando is small, but growing. I also like Bibimbapt, the Korean version. Albeit, I'm a little slower than other people at learning to cook, but I'm happy that I kept going and figured out how to make a brisket sammich, and Tricked-out Rammen Noodles by the way it cost less than what I ordered at NBC Sports. Success came in the form of patience disguised as a brisket sammich. I think about the business decisions I make now, the big ones. I never could have imagined making them years ago. And in truth, I wouldn't have been able to make them — I wasn't ready then. But it took baby steps to make them, to get to the level where I earned the right to make bigger decisions. What are you proud of? It doesn't have to be making a million dollars. Is it spending time with your family last weekend? Or welcoming a friend who needed a place to stay? Or working hard on your business over the weekend? Let me know in a comment here. I'm curious.
My thanks in advance for your time, attention and consideration. Cheers,
João
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P.S. Success comes in lots of forms. For me, it was an egg, a brisket sammich and rammen noodles for breakfast and lunch or Brunch, as it were. I want to show you how to break down the big ideas of success into smaller ones you can achieve now. On Thursday, I'm going to show you how to take big dreams — like a vacation in Paris/Thailand/Las Vegas — and break them down. Stay tuned.    |
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