Finding Your Right Place

     You know, folks, it’s a funny thing about life. No matter how talented you are, how many degrees you’ve got hanging on the wall, or how many “World’s Best” mugs you own, if you find yourself in the wrong place you might as well be a cat trying to bark. 

      Take my cousin Earl, for instance. Earl could shoot the lights out on the basketball court. He had moves that would make Michael Jordan weep. But did he ever play on a team? Nope! He spent his weekends playing pickup games at the local retirement home. Now, don’t get me wrong. Those sweet old ladies could really throw down some serious bingo, but they sure weren’t interested in Earl’s slam dunks. He was a star in a place where nobody cared. 

     It’s like having a beautiful singing voice and only ever singing in the shower. Sure, you might bring down the house in your own bathroom, but the audience is just a rubber duck and a bottle of shampoo. You’re not going to make it onto “American Idol” while serenading your shampoo!

     Then there’s the story of my buddy Billy. He could fix anything with an engine. The man could turn a rusty old lawnmower into a finely-tuned machine that could win races. But instead of opening his own shop, he worked at a car wash. Now, don’t get me wrong; I appreciate a clean car as much as the next guy. But Billy was wasted there. Scrubbing away while the real mechanics were off tinkering with muscle cars and winning trophies.

     So, what’s the lesson here? It’s not enough to be good at what you do. You’ve got to be in the right place. You can be a diamond in the rough, but if you’re buried in a pile of gravel, nobody’s going to see your shine. 

     We’ve all got to find our stage, folks. Whether it’s on a court, in a shop, or belting out tunes for an audience that appreciates your talent. Don’t sell yourself short. You might just be the best thing since sliced bread, but if you’re stuck in the wrong loaf, you’ll never get a chance to be toasted.

      So get out there, find your right place,.Let the world see what you’ve got to offer. Because if you don’t, you’ll just be a great talent lost in the shuffle, and that’s a shame. 

      And remember, even if you’re in the wrong place, you’re still worth something. Just maybe not as much as you could be!

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