I’m fairly certain that luck is the biggest component of success. I know it was for me. Dilbert succeeded because of a perfect storm involving a sluggish mid-nineties economy, the rise of technology workers, my stalled corporate career, the Internet, my lack of a personal life, accidentally appropriate talent, the timely retirements of better cartoonists, helpful people in the right jobs, and – assuming chaos theory is correct – a spastic butterfly somewhere South of the equator.
I was reminded of the role of luck today as I was in the Houston airport, walking toward my gate. On my left was a restaurant that served whatever is the opposite of heart-healthy cuisine. I think the name of the restaurant was something along the lines of “Dead Cows and Fried Stuff.” Or at least it should have been. Normally, this would be an excellent business concept in the perfect location. In Houston, gravy is a beverage. It would take a lot of bad luck to keep this business from succeeding.
Then I noticed the bad luck.
I assume that when the owners of the restaurant negotiated their lease, they didn’t ask about the location of the emergency heart defibrillator. It was tragically mounted on the wall next to the Dead Cows and Fried Stuff eatery. I have to believe that was bad luck, and – in all likelihood – bad for business. Across from them was a Subway sandwich place. Subway is most famous for promoting their low-calorie menu options. Ouch.
You might think that no one would make an eating decision based on the location of the emergency heart defibrillator. But as soon as you read “heart defibrillator,” you imagine your own enlarged, blood-starved heart, and hear the paramedics yelling, “Clear!” And that’s if you’re lucky enough to collapse when a trained paramedic is around. Otherwise, the cashier from Dead Cows and Fried Stuff is going to be the first one on the scene. He’ll have one paddle on your forehead and one on your crotch. It might restart your heart, but you’ll wish it hadn’t.
I ate a small sandwich at Subway.
"Dead cows and fried stuff"...mmmm...and head to "cold beer and sleazy women" for fun and finish the night up in the wee hours at "crappy breakfast food."
Cyrus
http://blogging4burgers.blogspot.com
Posted by: Cyrus | March 17, 2007 at 09:37 PM
Actual dialog from a "Subway" restaurant stop for lunch,
between ME and a Moist Robot (MR). And yes, I know that
MR also stands for Mentally Retarded, some sort of cosmic
connection might be involved there:
ME: I'd like a 6" Tuna with only onions on a wheat roll please.
MR: You want vinegar and oil on that?
ME: Nope, only onions.
MR: Pickles?
ME: Only onions.
MR: Salt?
ME: Tuna and Onions, that's all.
MR: Cheese?
ME: NO!
And then the MR said "O.K., I heard you", and then put cheese on
the sandwich anyway.
This is when I began to understand how Darwin's theory is blocked
by gun control laws, allowing certain people to stay in the gene
pool and breed long after they should have been removed. I think
in Texas "He needed killing" is a valid defense in court.
O.K., which is the greater cause of heart attacks, fat laden foods or
(somewhat) healthy meals that are accompanied with stress?
http://boskolives.wordpress.com/
Posted by: jerry wolfe | March 17, 2007 at 08:41 PM
Scott
Read THIS - THIS is what happens when someone decides to go get a "healthy" lunch. Guy goes out to have a healthy sandwich at a Subway (next to a McDonald's by the way) and gets killed as a car tries to make Subway a "drive through."
As one never knows what will happen, sometimes I'll opt ofr the Dead Cows and Fried Stuff. However, I think I'll avoid the window seat.
http://www.chicagotribune.com/news/local/chi-070317subway-crash,1,624436.story?track=rss
Posted by: Mary | March 17, 2007 at 08:04 PM
You know, every time I read one of your particularly funny postings--this one shot Diet Coke out of my nose--I have a fairly crass, commercial thought: how much good material you're giving away for free. Your blog postings, like the introductions to your books, are at least as funny as anything that Dave Barry has ever written. I hope it's at least occurred to you to compile them in book form. I'd buy it and not feel guilty about getting all of these laughs for free. (This is a big deal for me, because I tell a lot of your jokes and anecdotes to women but pass them off as my own.)
Bruce
Posted by: Christopher Bruce | March 17, 2007 at 07:16 PM
the Houston airport you say? I'll make sure to stop at Dead Cows and Fried stuff next time i'm there :)
Posted by: carrie | March 17, 2007 at 06:43 PM
Mmmmmmmmmmm...Dead cows and fried stuff!
My tenth grade science teacher warned us that the (then new) chloesterol scare was exaggerated...If you don't have a cholesterol problem, eating meat and eggs won't give you one.It's not a bad idea to get checked regularly, but if you don't have high cholesterol, you don't need a low cholesterol diet.
The American Heart Association raged and screamed about cholesterol; "eating eggs is just like putting a gun to your head and pulling the trigger! Avocadoes? Suicide! Don't eat red meat! Don't eat anything! Okay, you can have a bran muffin, but only if there's 'Eggbeaters' cholesterol free egg product in it!"
I went on eating eggs, avocadoes, red meat, and anything else I felt like - without any cholesterol problems.Then came the retractions...
Avocadoes have the good cholesterol. It's okay to eat them. Eggs, too - and so on. Finally, the American Heart Association actually surprised me.
In a half-inch of one newspaper column, they admitted that the cholesterol scare was blown out of proportion deliberately; they had just invested in a company that made cholesterol free egg products, and they wanted the stock to rise...It's a good idea to get your cholesterol checked regularly, but if you don't have high cholesterol, you don't need a low cholesterol diet...Just like my teacher said.
Then they came out with the salt scare.
Any bets on how many companies that made low-sodium versions of popular snack foods they had just invested in?
D. Mented (still low in cholesterol and likely to stay that way...I have the good cholesterol genes)
Posted by: D. Mented | March 17, 2007 at 06:34 PM
Near my house when I was young, there was a block of shops adjoining a service station - the entire complex being built and named in honour of local hero, the late Formula One champion Bruce McLaren.
Anyway, one of the shops was an excellent takeaway, which of course did a roaring trade in grease disguised as food. They always gave you more than you'd ordered and paid for. Or maybe that was just me, because I went to school with the owners' son.
Night shift ambulance personnel would frequently be seen parked outside. To passersby it probably made a very unfortunate "we better not eat THERE!" sight, but locals knew it was just the closest eatery to the ambulance station and they'd only stopped in to get some deep-fried lard. They probably used their defibrilators on each other afterward.
Later the whole lot was bulldozed and replaced with a sterile Caltex station... with a booze shop and Wendy's (the burger chain, not the icecream chain) attached.
Posted by: KiwiBloke | March 17, 2007 at 06:28 PM
Coincidentally, on the way home tonight I was wondering if it would be easier to also drink yourself to death if you were going to eat whatever you wanted all your life, because dying of a bad liver would probably be easier than a heart attack. I'm not sure I eat that bad, I could just eat better.
Posted by: Okgenuine | March 17, 2007 at 05:50 PM
Here in Denver I saw a "Cat Hospital" right next to a Chinese food restaurant. I wonder who was there first, and who made the huge mistake. (For Denverites, it was in Lone Tree.)
Posted by: rolphi | March 17, 2007 at 05:45 PM
you were in houston?
you should have stopped by the fabric store I work at to have a chat.
Ah well.
Maybe when I become president, we can meet.
hehe.
-J
Posted by: johnson | March 17, 2007 at 05:19 PM
Yup, I’ve seen those heat maps and they’re fun to look at. I’ve wondered how the data gets stored though; there’s a trade-off of granularity of the data vs. storage space..
Posted by: evden eve nakliyat | March 17, 2007 at 05:01 PM
I find it amusing that you post about luck on St Patrick's Day...
Posted by: Thad | March 17, 2007 at 04:38 PM
Whoa... There needs to be some visual aids on those heart defribrilators. I don't think anyone would appreciate having been zapped in the wrong area.
Posted by: Jack | March 17, 2007 at 04:06 PM
If people have no free will, surely all talk of luck is irrelivant?
Posted by: Matt | March 17, 2007 at 03:23 PM
Scott, speaking as a representative for Texans, do you think something like a heart defibrillator would be enough to motivate us into eating healthier? I mean, when you order a steak at the Texas Land and Cattle Steakhouse, the menu lists "two cheese enchiladas" as one of the side-dish choices. They're not even trying to help us eat responsibly.
The Subway is in Houston International for the non-Texans. We view that defibrillator on the wall as an amenity of the restaurant. If it was possible to order a dish with "extra fat," we probably would.
Posted by: Mark | March 17, 2007 at 03:14 PM
Being a person who just likes just meat and cheese Subway really sucks. The couple times I asked for just those on my sandwich it was like eating a bread bread bread tiny meat and one slice of cheese sandwich. That and it cost $4.99. I'll go with the "Dead Cow and Fried Stuff" place anytime. Bring on the defib device !
P.S. We all know you got the veggie sandwich which is cheap and packed full because it is low cost. I hope your wife at least likes to eat some "meat" now and then.
Posted by: Monique | March 17, 2007 at 03:12 PM
Can't we all just get along?
I dream of a world where I can order Subway sandwiches with dead cows and fried stuff. And don't skimp on the gravy!
Posted by: Karl H. | March 17, 2007 at 03:02 PM
Actually the presence of a defibrilator would signify to me that the restaraunt really knows how to cook. I like to eat dead cows and fried stuff.
Posted by: Adam | March 17, 2007 at 02:41 PM
The bit with the defibrillator made me think of another coincidental bit of bad luck I had the great fortune to witness. A prominent couple in our community bought the local movie theater. They put a lot of money and effort into restoring it, and a reporter for the local paper came down just before opening night to take their picture. It made the front page the next day, with the two of them standing under the marquee.
It wasn't until the photo hit the paper that anybody realized that the two of them were standing under the title "Dumb and Dumber".
Posted by: Lou | March 17, 2007 at 01:36 PM
When newspapers buy your
strip, do you get to decide
whether it's placed right
next to Zippy?
Posted by: Mark Thorson | March 17, 2007 at 01:05 PM
It reminds me of the time I was in Japan and I saw an ambulance parked in front of a Fugu restaurant. They were there taking care of someone in the apartment above, but I'm sure the restaurant owner didn't want to give the impression that the chef just screwed up.
Posted by: Ken Primer | March 17, 2007 at 12:07 PM
Um, its the Law of Attraction. We make our own "luck".
It's also called Positive Thinking.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Law_of_attraction
It's always worked for me.
You like "thought experiments", I like "thought vibrations". It feels better. ;)
Posted by: niCk(MemBeth) | March 17, 2007 at 12:04 PM
Subway blows goats. All their food tastes like a wax facsimile of real food, and just seeing Jared makes be want to club him to death with a baby seal.
Posted by: Bane | March 17, 2007 at 11:44 AM
Scott, do you mean luck is the biggest component to *any* success? Or are you referring to the wildly over-the-top kind of success you personally have experienced?
I also believe luck is a huge component to "wild success" - you can work hard and approach things from a novel angle, but there are still tons of variables you have zero control over that can contribute to the "over-the-top" type of success.
Posted by: DML | March 17, 2007 at 11:43 AM
Luck is the biggest factor besides "doing something." Most people have no chance of being successful because they aren't doing anything. You have to create a situation in which luck can operate. For instance, you have to start a restaurant, or send some cartoons to United Media.
However, among those in the "doing something" category, luck is the biggest factor...only slightly edging out "not doing anything obviously stupid." My brother's friend just ran into a restaurant in Japan themed after a restroom. That's clearly stupid, but apparently the owner is lucky enough to have found a niche anyway.
Posted by: Keith | March 17, 2007 at 11:43 AM