The one thing about being a story teller is that I have a thirst for other stories. Any chance I can hear one, I have no problem dropping everything just to listen, or to read. Telling them can make a person feel alive. Depending on the story, you can see a person in a new light.
During my first month in China, I met an older gentleman that was working with the same company as myself. Because this is the internet, I won't give away the gentleman's name. He reminded me of a grandpa.
One day, a bunch of co-workers and myself were sitting around the break room when the gentleman revealed that before he started working for the company that he had spent some time as an FBI agent. He didn't give any details. In fact, he said there were some things that he wasn't allowed to tell anyone. And, of course, we simply accepted.
I was having a craving for a good story, so I asked him, "What brought you from Point A to Point B?"
He simply smiled and said, "If we both find ourselves with a lot of free time one day, I'll tell you."
Unfortunately, that time never came. Due to personal reasons, the gentleman had to return to the United States. So this story of what I assume to be a very interesting story is now on my list of Stories I Regret Never Getting to Hear.
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