“Mind if I join you?” he asked, flashing a friendly smile.
I hesitated. I was in my own world, absorbed in my work, and not particularly in the mood for small talk. But his calm demeanor and confident energy were disarming, so I gestured for him to sit.
We chatted about the usual—work, life, the best coffee in town. Then, he asked me a question that threw me off guard: “What do you love most about what you do?”
I paused. I hadn’t expected that kind of question. At the time, I was stuck in a job that didn’t excite me. I was working for a paycheck, not passion, and I had no idea how to answer.
