A long time ago, in my idealistic youth, my CEO called a company-wide meeting. I don’t remember much about the meeting. It was either a pep talk or a congratulatory meeting on a good month we had. That part isn’t important. What is important is this story the CEO told us.
Under the dimmed conference room lights, he talked about his childhood. He told us of the many times he would cut the grass for his father. Of course, back then all he had was a manual lawnmower which took a lot of effort to push. He would work, he told us, under the hot sun cutting every last blade of grass. When his father saw the great work he had done, he would take him to 7-Eleven. He would hand him a quarter (or a dime, I don’t remember all the details) and he would run to the counter to claim his reward. A Slurpee.
The moral of the story, he said, was that hard work should be rewarded. And I guess we had done something good, because he said we had been working very hard and deserved a reward. And, that reward, he concluded, was a free Slurpee. Just go to any 7-Eleven, he said, and tell them Bob Businessman (not his real name, obviously) sent you, and they will give you a free Slurpee in the flavor of your choice.