CORPORATE MESSAGE - Max International Virtual Office
CORPORATE MESSAGE - Max International Virtual Office
CORPORATE MESSAGE - Max International Virtual Office
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INSPIRATION<br />
Impacting others<br />
Change that happens for the right reasons also tends to positively impact those around us. Dan told the poignant story of the<br />
day his dad died. He was in Seattle preparing to give two speeches on back to back days with different trade associations. He<br />
woke up in his hotel room at the Seattle Airport Marriott Hotel, preparing to leave for his first speech, when the phone rang.<br />
Thinking it was his driver, he almost said, “I’ll be right down” but was met with 15 seconds of silence that was finally pierced<br />
by the voice of his brother breaking the news of their dad’s death.<br />
Dan sat on his bed and wept. His dad was his hero and had battled cancer for six and half years. Dan always wanted to be<br />
at his dad’s bedside when he took his last breath but he wasn’t, and it broke his heart. He loved his dad, whom he described<br />
as understanding the power of the one. This was the man that always told him, “Dan, be yourself. You’d be a lousy someone<br />
else, so be the best you you can be.”<br />
Dan became, at times, accustomed to coming up short in a gene pool consisting of siblings with ultra-successful business<br />
careers and grade to grad school valedictorian honors. He recalled bringing home a report card one day consisting of four Fs<br />
and one D. His dad’s response? “Son, it looks like you’re spending too much time on one subject.”<br />
His dad was himself an extremely successful business man and a tremendous example of rising to the top while remaining a<br />
good and exemplary person, with his integrity intact.<br />
As Dan sat crying on his bed, with memories of his dad racing through his mind, the phone rang again. This time it was his<br />
ride. He gathered himself together, splashed water on his face and went downstairs. He would rather have been hopping on<br />
an airplane to go home to give his mom a hug and offer support to his grieving siblings, but Dan’s parents had always taught<br />
him to stay true to his commitments. How could he not show up when 3500 people and a 90-minute time slot were waiting<br />
on him?<br />
The ride down on the elevator would have been thankfully alone if it weren’t for the bellboy catching the edge of his cart’s<br />
wheel in the door just before it closed. Dan was backed to the rear wall of the elevator behind the cart, where he assumed his<br />
elevator position to avoid the need to socialize. But the psychotically overzealous bellboy would have none of it.<br />
“Whoooo weee,” he quipped. “You see that beautiful sunshine? I been living in Seattle 15 years and it has rained every day.<br />
You must have brought the good weather with you. Wooo doggies. How you doing?”<br />
“I’m fine,” Dan said, hoping the small talk would end there, but no such luck. Though he was avoiding all eye contact, Dan<br />
could sense the bellhop staring at him.<br />
He finally said, ‘Mister you’re not fine. You’ve been crying.”<br />
Dan replied, “Yeah my dad died this morning and I’m really sad.”<br />
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