The Quest

So many times I had stood there with longing eyes, unprepared.  Why, oh why was I not one of the chosen few.  Was it simply a matter of preparation?  If I demonstrated the same dedication and willpower would I see the same results?  Those who succeeded in the quest did not look any stronger or more educated than me.  They did not have any obvious talent that made them stand out from the crowd.  And yet they had done it.  When the time of testing came, they had the correct answer.  They were ready!!!  And when my turn came, I hung my head in shame, unprepared for the bounty lavished on the victors.  Day after day, week after week my sorrow grew.  When would I step up and make the effort?

And then yesterday I took a stand.  I could do, would do this thing.  I had the strength within me.  I knew the glorious results that awaited!  I will do what it takes!  I will come off conqueror!

It took time, as all good things do.  I pored over the materials needed for success.  I found all the resources I could.  I made notes, both mentally and on paper.  I organized my results.  And then I went forth.  Waiting my turn, the anticipation mounted.  Beads of sweat started to show on my forehead.  Would it really work?  Could I have the same power, almost magical, I had seen others wield?  And then it came.  My time.  I approached.  The question came:

"Welcome to Walmart.  Do you have any price matches?"

"YES!!!!!!!!!"