This dude gets it.
Will and I spent yesterday at the NASCAR Speedpark in Sevierville, Tennessee.
Over the course of our day, we must've encountered maybe forty employees.
No one was having more fun than this dude. I'm not talking about just the other employees. I mean no one.
Whether he was giving the rules or checking the safety harnesses or rescuing spun-out fathers of rubbin' 9-year-olds, he was having fun. And not goof-off fun, either, but committed-to-his-customers fun.
If you've ever been to a theme park, you know half your day's taken up by waiting in lines. Waiting in lines can suck…. unless you're in this dude's line.
He not only worked his cars, he worked the line – paying particular attention to kids.
It's not that (most) of the other employees were bad, it's just they were largely indifferent and average and forgettable.
After my last-place finish, I told him he seemed to be having as much fun as anyone.
“Just doin my job, dude!” (This works better if you say it with an East Tennessee accent.)
That dude gets it. I hope his employers know it. He should be training the other forty.
Thing is? I bet this dude will always be a winner, and I bet his hours on the clock will always go by faster, and I bet he'll always get the promotion… and his co-workers mostly won't get it.
“We do our jobs, too!” they'll bray.
Maybe so, but it's the way you do your job that puts you in the winner's circle.
Dude.
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