So I'm giving a brief motivational talk tomorrow.
Brief: Under 10 minutes.
Audience: High school graduates sitting at white-clothed round tables. They already know about the sunscreen, and now they want to play outside.
However: They have to
sleep sit through my talk, first. Hmm.
We could do some morbid "bucket list" game, things to do before they die in about 80 years. (And no, hooking up with a Jonas Brother doesn't count.)
I could talk about my adventures as a bartender, but I don't want to go all Peyton Manning-on-SNL-teaching-kids-how-to-carjack on them.
Life lessons? Keep your options open. Don't shower when there's a thunderstorm. You don't have to "do" anything - own a house, have a kid, buy an SUV. Just do whatever makes your heart sing.
When I was their age, I pinned a button on my backpack that read: Life is too short to drink cheap wine. Then I stopped drinking wine because it gave me migraines.
I mean, I'm no expert on how to live a perfect life. And when you were 18, would you have listened anyway?