Introduction
While driving down my least favorite Bay Area highway, where
it always seems to be rush hour, I noticed this billboard:
The following stage play is a work of fiction and any
resemblance of its characters to any actual human—living, dead, nascent, or
undead—is purely coincidental. Only the billboard is real.
THEY HAVEN’T MET YOU
A Play in Two Acts
Dramatis Personae:
YOU
THEM
HIM, one of THEM
HER, one of THEM
THE HEAD GUY, one of THEM
THE OTHER GUY, one of THEM
Act One
Scene:
A cocktail party in a ranch-style house in Sunnyvale,
California. The open floor plan has the kitchen bleeding into the dining room
and family room, where sliding glass doors open onto a large patio next to a
pool.
[Enter YOU. YOU wander over to the kitchen nook and select
a bottle of beer, then drift among the guests until you fall into conversation
with HIM.]
HIM: Ah, Dogfish Head. Excellent choice.
YOU: Yeah, it’s one of my favorites. Pretty cool of our
hosts to style us out with it … this stuff ain’t cheap.
HIM: Well, Brad and Lisa do seem to enjoy the finer things,
and I happen to know business is good at Brad’s firm … I was talking to him
about it earlier.
YOU: …
[HE extends hand.
YOU and HE shake.]
HIM: My name’s Nelson.
YOU: I’m Nick.
HIM: Where do you work, Nick?
YOU: San Francisco.
HIM: No, I mean, what do you do?
YOU: I’m a … vegetarian.
HIM: No, I mean, for work.
YOU: Oh, that. Well,
you know … I just kind of do what I’m told and go where I’m supposed to … I’m pretty
much running out the clock until retirement, to be honest.
HIM: You know, one in three people won’t retire.
YOU: I guess I’m one of the two.
HIM: Come again?
YOU: If one in three won’t retire, I’ll be one of the two
who will.
HIM: How can you say that?
YOU: Well … I mean, things are going good, I’m building up
some savings…
HIM: That’s crazy talk. Like I said before, one in three
people won’t retire.
YOU: …
HIM: I’m not trying to be a dick or anything, but as a
society we spend more time clicking “like” than planning for retirement.
YOU: I’m not really into social media, to be honest.
HIM: We spend more time looking at billboards than planning
for retirement.
[YOU drain your beer
and cast your gaze around the room.]
YOU: I kind of doubt that, actually.
HIM: What, you actually plan
for retirement?
YOU: Well, yeah. I’m working with a financial planning
outfit. They’re helping me put together a program. I’ve got a pretty healthy
401(k), and there’s my wife’s IRA, and we’re pretty well diversified. I use an
online retirement calculator and I think I’m on track to retire pretty
comfortably in another 10 or 15 years. It’s not exactly rocket science.
HIM: Look, I happen to know a fair bit about this, and like
I said earlier, 1 in 3 people won’t retire. So, these things you’re saying: I’m just not following
you.
YOU: Oh, hey, I just spotted a friend of mine out by the
pool. I’m gonna go say hi. I’ll catch you later.
Act Two
Scene:
A large conference room. THEY are gathered around a table
with legal pads, laptops, and mugs of coffee.
THE HEAD GUY: Okay, next item on the agenda: Nelson, you
apparently want to challenge one of the things we say? Is this for real?
HIM: Yeah, hey, it’s this retirement thing. You know how
we’ve been saying that one in three people won’t retire? We’re definitely
getting the word around. We’re being quoted saying this. We’re even mentioned
by some billboards.
THE HEAD GUY: And your point is …?
HIM: Well, I know this sounds crazy, but I met this guy at a
party, and … I’m starting to think maybe
we’re all wrong here. Maybe this thing we’re saying, about the one in three not
retiring … I think we may be mistaken.
THE OTHER GUY: What, you meet some guy at a party, and now
you’re second-guessing us? Like, all of us? That’s such BS, man! Nobody
questions us—least of all, one of us! Who was
this guy?
HIM: Well, he seemed like a pretty typical guy, middle-aged,
likes good beer, wears khakis, hangs out at parties. But I got to talking to
him, and apparently this guy has his retirement plan all worked out. He’s
talking to some firm, has a 401(k), uses some kind of online calculator … he’s
really got all his ducks in a row, which completely flies in the face of what
we’ve been saying.
HER: Well, now hold on, Nelson. If we’ve been saying one in three won’t retire, that means—
HIM [cutting HER off]: That’s exactly my point! We’ve
only been saying all that because we haven’t
met this guy! And now I’ve met him, and
he’s turned this one-in-three thing on its head! We gotta reconsider this. We
gotta challenge everything we think we know.
[SHE stares at HIM for a few seconds.]
HER: As I was starting to say, Nelson: if one in three won’t
retire, that means two in three will,
and the statistical likelihood is pretty good that any joe we happen to
encounter will be one of the two in three who will retire. So there’s really nothing remarkable at all about your
friend’s having his act together.
[HE pounds fist on
table.]
HIM: Damn it, Rebecca, you can blather on all you want about
statistics, but that’s just because you haven’t met this guy. He’s amazing! He makes us all look like a bunch of
chumps!
THE HEAD GUY: Look, here’s the thing, Nelson.
Maybe you’ve met this guy, maybe you’re blown away, maybe you’re right to
suddenly doubt us. But who are you? You’re
not us. You’re just one of us. Nobody says, “He says…”
Everyone says, “They say.” Which means us.
It doesn’t mean you, and it doesn’t
mean Rebecca, and it doesn’t mean me. We’re a team. And we still haven’t met this guy. So until we do, you know what we’re gonna keep
saying? That’s right: “One in three people won’t retire.”
[HEAD GUY stares HIM
down for a spell.]
HEAD GUY: Any questions? [Pauses.] Okay, moving right along, next agenda item: “New Things We
Should Be Saying.” Ideas, anyone?
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