The new mayor walked through the front door of the City Hall. “Mr. Mayor,” his predecessor said as he put his hand out. Kevin reached out and shook his hand.
“Mr. Mayor,” Kevin said.
“Follow me,” Drew said. He led Kevin down the hall toward the elevator. As the two of them walked, Drew explained what each office was and who worked in it. Drew introduced Kevin to each person in that office. Kevin was surprised that Drew knew everybody’s name.
Just as they came to the elevator, Drew stopped and introduced Kevin to one of the janitors.
“This is Hector. He is here from Puerto Rico. He and his family moved here ten years ago.” Then he turned to Hector and said something in Spanish.
After a few words with Hector, the two stepped into the elevator. As the elevator lifted toward the third floor, Kevin asked, “What were you saying to Hector?”
“I was asking him about his daughter, Maria. She has cancer.”
“How do you keep track of everybody?” Kevin asked, amazed at the previous mayor.
“I take the time,” Drew said. “And I get out of the office. At least, half of my day. It’s my job.”
“I thought your job was getting things done.”
“There’s only so much you can do. You get a lot more done if you get to know the people you’re doing the things for. Do you really want what they want?”
“Oh, I see. You think staying in the office? Studying budgets? Meeting with bigwigs? That’s my job? No, no, no. My job is serving the people, not the bureaucracy and the money. That’s why you beat me. Because I forgot that.”