Life is like a box of chocolates...
Spending my Sunday night watching Forrest Gump for the eight billionth time and I can't help but contemplate the coming week. It's most likely set to begin with me telling my employer that, although I'm flattered by all of their attention, I'd much rather just do what I do instead of what they're proposing that I do. I haven't stopped thinking about it since I left work on Friday.
The basics are pretty simple...
They're building a gozillion dollar youth leadership center (well, a leadership center sure, but it's merely disguised as a youth leadership center...it's really a revenue center, or an attempt at one) and I've been pulled into the fray of it all. It has, at times, seemed like a unique opportunity, and of course, at other times it's felt like a dangerous game of who am I and why am I doing this. The latter sentiment is what has won the day. I don't want to be anyone's boss. I don't want to work with the kind of people that I've been surrounded with for the past few weeks, save one, my friend Joe. He's been baited as vigorously as I, and he's been one of the only reasons I've been able to navigate these waters in the first place.
I want to make a difference in the work that I do...every day, not some days, and not in some back door, behind a desk way, regardless of money, regardless of title, regardless of a thousand different things. I make enough money...more than enough...and sure, that could all change but I'm willing to bank on myself rather than accept the opportunities offered by this odd assortment of others. I've listened to my heart on a dozen other occasions and it's rarely, if ever, steered me wrong. I don't think that I want to play this game of corporate chutes and ladders.
So I'll march into work tomorrow and corner my favorite boss of all time, Michelle, and I'll tell her what I've been thinking, and then I'll hang on tight through the day, do the work that I've been assigned to do, speak openly with my good friend Joe, and then see what happens.
My name is Brian and I help people. I look them in the eye and I share in their joys and I wade through their problems and I'm awfully proud to do both. I don't build Youth Leadership Centers.
Now I have to stop typing because that scene in Forrest Gump is coming up where Lieutenant Dan slips off of the boat and backstrokes into a stellar Gulf of Mexico sunset. I love that scene.
The basics are pretty simple...
They're building a gozillion dollar youth leadership center (well, a leadership center sure, but it's merely disguised as a youth leadership center...it's really a revenue center, or an attempt at one) and I've been pulled into the fray of it all. It has, at times, seemed like a unique opportunity, and of course, at other times it's felt like a dangerous game of who am I and why am I doing this. The latter sentiment is what has won the day. I don't want to be anyone's boss. I don't want to work with the kind of people that I've been surrounded with for the past few weeks, save one, my friend Joe. He's been baited as vigorously as I, and he's been one of the only reasons I've been able to navigate these waters in the first place.
I want to make a difference in the work that I do...every day, not some days, and not in some back door, behind a desk way, regardless of money, regardless of title, regardless of a thousand different things. I make enough money...more than enough...and sure, that could all change but I'm willing to bank on myself rather than accept the opportunities offered by this odd assortment of others. I've listened to my heart on a dozen other occasions and it's rarely, if ever, steered me wrong. I don't think that I want to play this game of corporate chutes and ladders.
So I'll march into work tomorrow and corner my favorite boss of all time, Michelle, and I'll tell her what I've been thinking, and then I'll hang on tight through the day, do the work that I've been assigned to do, speak openly with my good friend Joe, and then see what happens.
My name is Brian and I help people. I look them in the eye and I share in their joys and I wade through their problems and I'm awfully proud to do both. I don't build Youth Leadership Centers.
Now I have to stop typing because that scene in Forrest Gump is coming up where Lieutenant Dan slips off of the boat and backstrokes into a stellar Gulf of Mexico sunset. I love that scene.
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8:44 PM
1 Comments:
Speaking of Forrest Gump, I remember you telling me back in the days of Summer Outdoors that the song "What the World Needs Now" from the soundtrack should be my theme song. Is it strange that I have remembered that all these years?
I am glad you are sticking by what makes you happy. It's an important thing in a job.
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