In my relatively
short 38 years on this planet, I have not had many encounters with "famous"
people. I do not hold it as a very high priority to do so either, however,
I did have the pleasure of "meeting" Warren Buffett a few years back. I
was living in Omaha
at the time and my wife was working at Borsheims Jewelry Company, as their
training manager. It was their holiday party and Warren was presenting an award to Susan Jacques,
who is the President and CEO of Borsheims. The seat right next to me at
the dinner table was empty and after Warren
said a few words about Susan, he sat down next to me in the empty seat to
listen to Susan address the entire company.
As luck would have
it, Warren
approached the empty seat next to me and asked, "is anyone was sitting
here"? I of course said "no" and was thrilled he was going to sit next to
me! Oh, and in case you missed it, that was conversation numeral
uno. Unfortunately, as soon as he sat down next to me another party at
the same table hammered Warren
with about 50 questions as rapid fire as she could spit them out. Warren clearly wanted to
listen to the presentation Susan was giving and the very polite "brush off" of the
lady talking his ear off, was not working.
At this point, one
of the staff helping clean up the dinner plates tapped Mr. Buffett and asked
him to hand her a plate. Now the rich should do regular tasks just like
anyone else in life, but I would have thought the wait staff would have asked
me or someone else besides one of the richest men in the world, to help reach
across a table to pick up a plate. I am guessing she did not know who he
was, but Warren
completed his task and continued to try and listen to the presentation through the
machine gun fire of questions being thrown his way.
At this point
something funny was said by Susan Jacques, and it created a nice break in the
action. I have no idea what she said because I was just sitting there
thinking I was sitting next to Warren Buffett! I was actually trying to
think of something cleaver to say, but I could tell he was getting enough
attention from another party at the table. Now during this lighter
moment, Warren
actually turned to me and said something. I could not hear the question
clearly through the laughter, but I think it was something about Susan being a
funny lady. I had to say something back to him even though I was not sure
of the question, so I smiled and replied "yes she is". That is sheer
brilliance and nothing short of it. Warren
seemed to acknowledge my answer with a smile back at me. Now he could
have been thinking what the heck is this clown talking about, but I will look
at the glass half full here. In case you missed it, that was conversation
numeral dos.
The conversation
perhaps could have continued but another round of mortar fire was approaching
and Mr. Buffett was ready to pull the troops out. He, with a smile and
the presentation by Mrs. Jacques still going on, stood up and said "thank
you". I told him "you're welcome" as he retreated to the back of the room
and quickly left after the presentation was over. That is in fact
conversation numeral tres. I wish I had enough conversation with him to
make it to cinco in honor of Cinco de Mayo, but my time was cut short by the barrage
of questions hurled at the poor man.
And
that my friends, is my conversation with the Oracle of Omaha