The unemployed Mr. Wolf went to a job interview.
“Describe yourself,” said the hiring manager, a giant pit bull.
“I am patient, easy-going and my friends would say I have a good temper,” answered Mr. Wolf.
“I see…” the hiring manager thought for a while. “What about selling car insurance? Would you like to try it?”
“I’d love to try,” Mr Wolf nodded with a grin on his face. “I think I could do that pretty well. I am a friendly guy after all.”
“OK. I’ll give you a map. We’ll meet in a week to review your work.”
A week later, Mr. Wolf came back to the hiring manager, looking defeated.
“Why the long face?” asked the manager.
“I am sorry, sir. I cannot sell even one policy. Nobody would give me a minute to pitch them. Some even shut the door on me.”
“So what’s the problem?”
Surprised at the manager’s response, Mr. Wolf was puzzled.
The hiring manager smiled and made a cup of coffee for Mr. Wolf. “I never sent you to sell car insurance. When you were going door to door in Sheepsville, we were busy taking orders for our premium home security insurance.”
We are who we think we are.
We are not who we think we are.
At the heart of this paradox anxiously wanders our true self.