Long Shots

When I was a kid I wanted to be a game show host. In sixth and seventh grade I wanted to be an actor. And then, overnight, I didn’t want to be an actor. I remember the moment I gave up the dream. Ironically, it was at the happiest place on earth: Disney Land.

The first day of our family trip to Disney, my siblings and I took the park by storm. In the evening we sat in a restaurant in Downtown Disney. As we waited for our food, my father decided to show me “a trick.” He first pointed out that all the young servers and bus-boys had nametags citing non-Las Angeles hometowns.

“I’ll bet you I can guess why each person ended up here,” he claimed. Each person, he thought, was trying to become an actor or actress. And sure enough, he was right.

Me and my sister.

This “trick” lead to a long discussion about the odds of “making it” as an actor. It turns out the odds weren’t good. Infact the odds seamed impossible. As any logical 7th grader would do, I turned my limited attention away from acting.

I find myself in a similar position today. I want to “make it” as an entrepreneur. The odds are perhaps worse than acting. But for some reason, I’m going for it. Resumes went out this week for summer internships in Silicon Valley.