The Butterfly Effect
Watched this recently:
Pretty entertaining, actually. It’s interesting if you’re a football fan, because if the Patriots lose that game, maybe Drew Bledsoe is the 2002 starter. Maybe Tom Brady never becomes what he becomes. If the Raiders win that game, go into Pittsburgh and win, maybe they become a two- or three-win dynasty. Then we think about Gruden differently. Or, if the Raiders win the AFC and lose to the Rams, maybe the Rams end up with three, and they don’t get moved again. Lots of different things could happen off of literally one play. It’s interesting to consider.
Let’s bring in something called “The Butterfly Effect.”
I was just thinking about this concept this weekend. Let me try and elaborate via two stories.
Why do I even live in Texas?
Might seem weird to some because I’m from New York City and spent most of my existence in the Northeast.
Well, here’s the deal: I was finishing this graduate school program in Minneapolis in 2014. It was about April 2014, graduation was in a month, and I didn’t have a job lined up for that. I liked Minneapolis to an extent, but the weather was the driver away — so I knew I’d have to relocate for work. That’s tricky as less and less companies pay relocation for mid-level roles that I’d be applying to.
I was initially concentrating my search in Boston because that’s where my (then) wife and I wanted to go, but eventually we decided to open it up.
So then three completely random things happened in the span of about six-seven days:
And then, randomness Part II
I had a few interviews with this place but again, I wasn’t thinking Texas was a viable destination.
So at the same time, in an effort to make money, I’m doing some freelance writing for this guy who has a niche doing marketing for dentists.
That dude lived in Missouri.
I don’t know area codes well (LUDA) but one day I’m sitting at home messing around on my laptop.
I get a call from a 214.
Thinking it’s the Missouri guy, I answer it.
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It’s the hiring manager for the Texas job.
We talk through the role and the offer number.
This led me to rethink it and have conversations with my wife about it.
Now I guarantee you, if I let that call go to voice mail, she doesn’t leave the offer number on the call, and maybe I never call her back, or take too long, or whatever.
So because of Bar Louie and area codes…
… I end up down in north Texas, and about four years later, I’m still here.
Not married anymore.
Not in that job anymore.
I thought of a few more, too:
Look, I’m all for planning and I understand the importance of it. I use me some Trello boards for everything. I budget. It’s all good.
But stop and think on this: how many times in your life have you done something — any action — and thought “Oh, I’m just doing this thing, whatever?”
Years later, that small action has butterflied (yes, I know this whole thing is Butterfly Effect) into 568 other things impacting your life.
Life is random, right?
That’s beautiful in a way.