This morning, I stood on a grand opening line. You see, my son had read
the ad promising a free gift to the first 200 people on grand opening
day, and he was bound and determined to get his free gift. We did what
we needed to do--got up earlier than we might have liked, withstood the
rain when the skies opened halfway into our time on line, smiled
convincingly when the store photographer came around taking pictures for
the store's website. And, with great anticipation, we followed along
when the store opened and the line began to move. We did all the right
things, and now were going to get our reward--the very exciting free
gift. And as we crossed the threshold of the store, a man handed a red
ticket to the person in front of us. And then announced that he had no
more. We did all the right things, but we would not be getting the free
gift.
We had spent part of our time on line talking about how this endeavor was a long shot, about how there was no guarantee, and how we would still be
happy we tried, even if we didn't win. Nonetheless, it's hard to
remember all of that when you're a kid, and you see the last ticket
given to the person in front of you.
Our lives are filled with long shots like this. We didn't know how many
other people would camp out way earlier than we did. We didn't know that
people might cut the line during the waiting. There was no way to know.
There was only giving it a shot or not. If we didn't, we'd never know,
never have even a chance at the prize. If we did, we might be winners or
we might be losers, but we'd never know without trying.
It's not easy to know when to go for the long shot instead of sticking
with the sure thing. The sure thing, whether it's a job or an activity
or a restaurant we've been to a thousand times, is easy. It's
comfortable. And it's a lock, at least in the short term. The long shot
could result in wasted hours, or a miserable workday, or a meal you'd
just as soon forget. Or it could lead you toward great things you might
otherwise not have found.
When I was volunteering with a non-profit, there was always a mantra of
"you'll never get (volunteers, money, you name it) if you don't ask."
The long shots in life are, as far as I can tell, like that "ask."
Without taking the long shots, at least once in a while, we don't leave
ourselves open to the big rewards, monetary or otherwise. We don't give
ourselves the chance to explore and learn and grow, and that can make life a
little boring.
Today, our long shot resulted in a few free trinkets, a bit of
frustration, and a soaking from a rainstorm that we would have avoided,
had we just stayed home. We explored a new place in our city, and we learned a little something about how the world works. No big payoff, but no disasters either, and a
story that we can retell and embellish to our hearts' content.
We would have stayed a lot drier with the sure thing, but it seems to me that today, this long shot paid off.
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