Cafeteria Lessons

When I was growing up we spent a lot of time at Luby’s Cafeteria. In fact, when Mom would say, “It’s time to eat,” Dad and I would just go get in the car! I often tell people that I was “weaned” at Luby’s.

Going through the cafeteria line was always an adventure. Mom would go first (ladies first, you know), then me, then Dad. Dad was on a first-name basis with everyone who worked there and he always gave each person an enthusiastic greeting and a short motivational speech. Of course, being 13 years old and having your dad hold up the line and speak loudly enough so that everyone could hear him never ever made me self-conscious! In fact I barely remember it. I mean it’s not like it happened 30 years ago or anything!

There are three things I remember most about those trips to Luby’s:

The smiles on the faces of the people who worked there when Dad was doing his magic.

The look of mortified terror on the face of a friend I took to eat with us and he got to see first-hand how a motivational speaker works the cafeteria line.

And most of all, the fact that Dad’s plate always had the most food on it when we checked out!

Imagine if you made LIFE your cafeteria line!


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5 Comments on “Cafeteria Lessons”

  1. Tim Key Says:

    That is a great testimony. Thank you for sharing your experience.

  2. HeatherO Says:

    Ha! I can see it now:)
    It can be hard to see the gifts of those closest to us at times, yet the world is so grateful! As we are of you, and your dad!

  3. klemons Says:

    Good one Tom, I never thought of it that way….does that mean friends and family have to sit in a vat their whole lives, next to the Jello? Hehe.

  4. Luby’s ROCKS! As does revealing to others the inherent power available within – inspiration served with a smile.

  5. Nice post Tom : )
    Thanks for sharing.

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