I
have not often admitted this, but I was inspired to become
a public speaker by perhaps the worst motivational speaker
I've ever heard in my life.
This
fellow is still working, surprisingly, so I won't give
his name. He was the opening speaker in a seminar I
attended early in my speaking career and he nearly closed
the show early with his monotone, unenthusiastic presentation.
As he spoke, the room grew as quiet as a graveyard between
funerals.
I
went to sleep to be awakened by what could only be called
courtesy applause for his presentation. You could make
more noise clapping with one hand. After the less-than-stirring
speech, I leaned over to the guy sitting next to me
and said, "That was really boring." And he said, "You
should be so boring for the kind of money he makes."
The fellow told me this terrible speaker was making
$5,000 for each terrible speech.
After
hearing how much money a really bad speaker could make,
I decided it was time for me to go after this dream.
A few days later, I caught a Greyhound bus from Miami
to Orlando where I'd signed up for a seminar for beginners
held by the National Speakers Association. It seemed
like the bus ride took weeks. I know it took every last
dollar I could scrape together. And so I was road-weary
but eager to hear some inspiring, motivational, and
dynamic speaking when I finally took a seat at the event.
But who should walk out to lead the first session but
that same terrible $5,000-per-speech speaker? I could
not believe it!
All
that time on a stinking bus, stopping in every one-horse
town between Miami and Orlando, to hear this guy again?
I nearly got up and walked out. By the time he'd gotten
halfway through his speech, nearly half the audience
had fled. But I stayed on until the bitter end and the
speaker's parting shot, as it turned out, was worth
the price of admission. He obviously had noted the exodus
of the audience and the drooping eyelids of those who
remained because, as he built up to his anticlimax,
he stopped suddenly, looked out at the remaining numbers
of aspiring public speakers and said, "You know, the
only reason that I am standing up here and you are sitting
down there is that I represent the thoughts that you
have rejected for yourself."
I
don't know about the other dozen or so people in the
audience, but Mr. Monotone hit me right between the
eyes with that shot. It was true. He had acted upon
something that I had only dreamt of doing. I'd spent
years dreaming of becoming a public speaker. But dreaming
was all I had done. This guy may not have had any talent
for it. He may have been the most undynamic public speaker
in history. But he was up there while I was still dreaming.
And so that is how I became motivated to start a new
career by perhaps the worst motivational speaker I have
ever heard.
Les
Brown is an internationally recognized speaker and author. To receive
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