Well hello there. My name is Jack. I’m 30 years old, 6 feet and swimmers physique. I’ve always been very athletic. I’m originally from a small college town in California. The town has less than 50,000 people that live there on a full-time basis. It is mostly comprised of students. To get into the university you have to be, as I had always been told, smarter than smart. I can’t say that I’ve ever really enjoyed school. But, I did get into the university. I’ve always excelled in everything that I’ve done. I was always in the top ten percent in school. I was valedictorian at my high school graduation. I was accepted to every, in my nonhumble opinion, a university that counted. I lasted one semester.
One day, as I walked to my least favorite class, I was approached by a rather unassuming man in a black suit and very expensive patent brogues.
Suit man said “Hello Jack”
I said, “I’m sorry, you have the wrong person.”
Suit man said “No. Your name is Jack. You grew up on Middlebrook Lane and your parents are Phil and Jane.”
He then proceeded to tell me all about myself. From my academics to my umm slightly unfortunate run in’s with people that have resulted in, we’ll say leaving them a bit bruised and battered. Now, don’t get me wrong. I’m a good person. I only fight when I find myself in a predicament that leaves me no other solution. I have always tried to do the right thing. But, sometimes the right thing just isn’t enough. Some people just don’t understand that there are consequences to their actions. They’re so selfish and don’t think about anyone but themselves. So, when the right thing doesn’t work, I do the other thing.
Apparently, suit man knew all about this. He asked, “ would you like to go and have a coffee and a chat?”
I said, “I have a class to get to.”
Suit man, “Jack we both know you don’t like the class. Or school.” He continued, “we have been watching you for a while. With your intelligence, athleticism and aggressive or shall I say stern nature we believe you would be an excellent choice for an opening in our company.”
I met with suit man on Saturday. I dropped out of school on Monday. On Tuesday, I explained to my parents that I have been offered an excellent opportunity to use the skills that I already have. With their non- blessing and my father’s threats to cut me out of the will, that my mother said he hadn’t written yet. My mother explained that father believes that if he writes a will he’ll wake up the next day with a fatal disease. With that, I left for training on Wednesday.