Christian Herter was governor of Massachusetts. One day, after a busy morning (and without lunch) he ar－rived at a church barbecue. It was late afternoon and Herter was famished.
　　 As Herter moved down the serving line, he held out his plate to the woman serving chicken. She put a piece on his plate and turned to the next person in line.
　　 “Excuse me,” Governor Herter said, “do you mind if I have another piece of chicken?”
　　 “Sorry,” the woman told him, “I’m supposed to give one piece of chicken to each person.”
　　 “But I’m starved,” the governor said.
　　 “Sorry,” the woman said again, “only one to a customer.”
　　 Governor Herter was a modest and unassuming man, but he decided that this time he would throw a little weight around.
　　 “Do you know who I am?” he said, “I am the gover－nor of this state.”
　　 “Do you know who I am?” the woman said, “I am the lady in charge of the chicken. Move along, mister.”
　　
　　那时克里斯蒂安·赫特是马萨诸塞州州长。一天，在忙碌了一个上午之后，他没有吃午饭就赶到一个教堂参加烤肉会。到那里的时候已经快傍晚了，他快饿昏了。
　　 当赫特排到供餐线的时候，他把盘子递给正在供应鸡块的女服务员。她把一块鸡肉放在盘子里就转向了下一位排队者。
　　 “对不起，”州长说，“你能再给我一块鸡肉吗？”
　　 “很抱歉，”女服务员告诉他，“我只能给每个人一块鸡肉。”
　　 “但是我饿坏了，”州长说。
　　 “抱歉，”女服务员重复道，“一位顾客只有一块。”
　　 赫特州长是一个谦虚的人，并不喜欢装腔作势，但是这一次他觉得要摆点架子。
　　 “你知道我是谁吗？”他说，“我是州长。”
　　 “你知道我是谁吗？”女服务员答道，“我是负责分配鸡块的夫人。往前走，先生。”
　　
　　摘自Reading for Soul