An American investment banker was at the pier of a small coastal Mexican village when a small boat with just one fisherman came in to dock. Inside the little boat with the fisherman were several beautiful yellow fin tuna. The banker complimented the fisherman on the quality of his catch and asked the man how long it took him to catch so many large fish.

"Only a little while" replied the fisherman with a smile. A bit bewildered, the banker asked the fisherman why he didn't stay out longer and catch more fish. The fisherman smiled again at the banker and told him that he had caught enough to support his family's needs, so why fish longer?

"But what do you do with the rest of your time?" asked the American banker.

The fisherman shrugged, and with his ever present smile said, "I sleep late,
fish a little. I play with my children, take siesta with my wife Maria. In the evenings we stroll into the village to sip wine with our friends. The women talk, the children play and I sing and play guitar with my amigos. I have a full and busy life."

The American scoffed, " I am a Harvard MBA and could help you. You should spend more time fishing, and with the proceeds you could buy a bigger boat. With the proceeds from that you could buy a fleet of fishing boats. Then, instead of selling your catch to a middleman you could sell directly to the processor, eventually opening your own cannery. You could control the product, its processing and its distribution. Of course you'ld have to leave this small fishing village and move to Mexico City, then Los Angeles and eventually to New York City where you would run your expanding enterprise."

"How long would all this take?" asked the Mexican fisherman. To which the banker replied "15 to 20 years." "But then what?" asked the fisherman. The banker chuckled and said that the best part happened then. "When the time is right you would announce an IPO and sell your company stock to the public and become very rich. You'ld make millions."

"Millions!" replied the fisherman thinking. "But then what?" To which the American banker replied, "Well, then you'ld retire, move to a small coastal fishing village where you could sleep late, fish a little, play with your grandchildren, take siesta with your wife Maria, and stroll into the village in the evening to visit with your friends, sip wine and sing and play guitar with your amigos."