Now this reminds me of a time when I had parked behind a restaurant and was sitting in the car with the window down and this young bloke, maybe the dishwasher and about 22, comes out the back in tears while on the phone. From the gist of it, his gf dumped him and he was pleading with tears with her "baby, I love you, please don't do this, I need you". Those words sealed the fate of the relationship. No woman respects a man that pleads for a relationship.
I felt disgusted, loathe if you like, but at the same time sorry for the young lad. He clearly didn't have Mr Time or a role model as his teacher. I waited for him to finish being dumped. He sat on the ground and was crying. A pitiful sight to see. Waited until he had calmed down a bit then spoke to him. Long story short, I imparted some of my wisdom and told him to text his gf and apologise saying that he overreacted and say that he agrees the relationship was never going to work out and that they should move on. Of course she doesn't text back, at least while I was there for maybe the next 15.
I think about maybe 6 months later, I bumped into him at the same restaurant and lo and behold saw him again, though he didn't look the scruffy young man that he was and was no longer the dishwasher but the, what do you call them, the meet and greet guy at the counter who shows you to your table. He was very well dressed, suit and tie and all that. He cleaned up well and looked quite fit and pumped now. I didn't recognise him but he recognised me. I asked him how things were going and, I kid you not, he was very grateful and thanked me for setting him straight back then. Long story short, his ex gf came back wanting to be friends and then wanted to get back together as she "felt" she made a mistake but he had moved on as I pointed him in the right path. He was a new man, with ambition and direction. I guess being dumped enabled him to start afresh. After dinner, went to pay and found out that he had already taken care of it. And it wasn't cheap, about 150 (decent steaks in Perth aren't cheap).
I wonder what happened to him. Very much doubt he would still be there as this was maybe 3 years ago unless he bought up the place!
There are obviously a few morals in the above story:
1. Build you dreams first and the rest will come to you.
2. Pay a good deed forward.
3. Know your value and worth.
