The Gambler In Me
I have been reading the Enron book over the last few weeks as part of my currently active 10-15 book rotation. Those who know the Enron story know that Jeff Skilling was an incorrigible gambler starting at a very young age. As I read about Jeff Skilling's gamble to apply for business school only to Harvard and nowhere else, I was suddenly reminded of an event from my own life history that I had stored somewhere in the deep recesses of my brain and nearly forgotten about. I vehemently don't think of myself as a gambler. Whenever I've found myself in front of a slot machine at an arcade or in Vegas or any game of mere chance, I've had zero urge to take part. I have not once in my life played the lottery. I don't believe in astrology, tarot cards, luck, and other similar phenomena that reward something other than one's own effort. So, it came as bit of a shock to be reminded, as I was reading about Skilling, of my own very bold gamble in grade 12 (senior year of