We were out having a bite with my buddy Trevor, and he kind of just pops this on the waitress. She’s trying to take our order and be surly at the same time. You know – the minimum wage, working weekends, student loan, dealing with aging creeps like you – kind of waitress. And Trevor fixes her with this kind cheeky bland face smiley thing and says, “So, what’s your story?”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean, I’m Trevor Romain, I write and illustrate books for kids; and I want to know what’s YOUR story.”
The best thing about this is the smile on Trev’s face. I mean, this man has a way with people that’s second to none. But one thing’s for sure, our waitress suddenly was a lot less surly and suddenly a lot better service was happening. But that’s not really the point. The point is, Trev’s right. What is your story? People carry around great stories hidden inside, and rarely share them. Perhaps there’s no-one to share them with. And that was Trev’s gift to our waitress – he listened to her story. I don’t know if – in fact I doubt – she remembers us, but I’d be surprised if she didn’t remember him. Something to think about.