Is this what I ordered?

Many years ago, I went to dinner with two friends (who were brothers) and their father. We went to a fancy steakhouse somewhere in northern Indiana. I don’t recall our conversation or the occasion, but I remember that we all ordered steak. I probably ordered filet mignon (my go-to dish whenever I want steak), the older brother and father ordered porterhouse or New York strip or some other prime cut of beef, the younger brother ordered a dish that was the house specialty. When we got our meals, the steaks were as we expected — slabs of meat with potatoes on the side — but the younger brother’s meal was triangles of meat served in a bowl with juice. We all looked askance at this odd dish as he asked the waiter, “Is this what I ordered?” “Ah yes,” replied the waiter, “This is how we serve the meal.”

We ate our dinners and the younger brother later exclaimed that it was one of the juiciest, most tender cuts of meat he’d ever eaten. It was exactly what he’d ordered, just what he wanted, it just did not look as he had expected.

I studied to be a librarian. I loved my classes and loved performing research and providing resources that would help others answer questions, learn new skills, make decisions. I wanted to do that for a living. I wanted to be the gal that got you the info you needed so you could do whatever it is you wanted to do.

Working as a content manager, I create website content for marketing purposes. Such a position requires me to do extensive research in order to create written copy that assists others in building their businesses, generating sales, creating their brand. I am supplying companies, their current and prospective customers, and the populace at large with the information they seek. (I’d like to think that my copy also entertains folks.)

No, I am not working in a library, yet I got my wish. I help people of all walks, ages, and stages of life know where they can find the goods and services they are seeking. I create information resources that help people do whatever it is they want to do, whether it is to tow their car, get a tattoo, or travel to Africa.

So your life is not turning out as you’d expected, eh? Are you sure?  Is it possible that you got what you wanted but it came in an odd-shaped package?

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