The Mexican Fisherman

In preparation for my travels I have been sorting through all my possessions to get rid off all the things i don't need. Along the way i found a menu from a Mexican restaurant my girlfriend and I went to while on holiday in Byron Bay and it had a cool little story on it I thought I would throw on the blog. Its simple in both content and meaning but quite an enjoyable little read nonetheless...

An investment banker was at the pier of a small Mexican village when a small boat with just one fisherman docked. Inside the small boat were several large yellow fin tuna. The banker complimented the fisherman on the quality of his fish and asked him how long it took to catch them.
The fishermen replied "only a little time amigo".
The banker then asked why he didn't stay out longer and catch more fish?
The fishermen replied that he had caught enough to meet his family's immediate needs.
The banker then asked, "but what do you do with the rest of your time?", and the fishermen answered "I sleep late, fish a little, play with my children, take siesta with my wife, and stroll into the village each evening to sip wine and play guitar with my amigos. I have a full and busy life."
The banker scoffed, "I'm a Harvard MBA and could help you. You should spend more time fishing and with the proceeds buy a bigger boat. With the proceeds from the bigger boat you could buy several boats, and eventually you would have a fleet of fishing boats. Instead of selling your catch to a middleman you would sell directly to the processor, and eventually open your own cannery. You would control the product, processing and distribution. You would need to leave this small coastal fishing village and move to Mexico City, then LA, and eventually NYC where you will run your expanding enterprise."
The Fisherman asked "but how long will all this take?", to which the banker replied,
"15-20years".
"But what then?" asked the fishermen.
The banker laughed and said that's the best part. "When the time is right you would announce an IPO and sell your company stock to the public and become very rich, you will make millions".
"Millions you say. And then what?", asked the fishermen.
The banker scratched his head and said "Well you would retire, move to a small coastal fishing village where you could sleep late, play with your kids, take siesta with your wife, and stroll to the village in the evening to sip wine and play guitar with your amigos".