Paradise. I thought it would be different . . .
When I was a kid, I heard how being the boss made your life – different – somehow. That when you finally achieved that magical, almost mystical, position the world became a different place in which to live.
I listened as the adults talked about how the boss where they worked, didn’t! That they sat around and had people, you know, employee’s, doing everything for them. When they snapped their fingers, coffee appeared on the desk. If they wanted to play golf, the sun even listened and came out!
As a young kid, I thought that would be a really great lifestyle. A regular paradise, it seemed.
When I had to drag out hay bales in the snow or break the ice in the horse tanks before school, I would dream of a different world. I would study hard, get into a college/university that taught you how to be a boss and tell SOMEONE ELSE to freeze their tookus off doing this. Yep, I had plans!
The best-laid plans of mice and men often go . . .
To hell in a handbasket?
I did study hard I got an Engineering degree, studied Business Management, even pursued a career in Law for a time. But I never did find that class that taught you how to be The Boss.
Fate. A cruel mistress, or?
Fast forward a few decades.
A twist of fate propelled me from a middle management employee making $60K a year to “The Boss” in 1990 when circumstances changed and I decided to open a business. Was I totally prepared for what I would face? Hell no! Remember, I missed that ‘be the boss’ class!
And just to bury my childhood aspirations even further, no matter how many times I snapped my fingers, coffee NEVER appeared on my desk!
About that class . . .
Recently, I was in a meeting with the Dean of a local College. I asked her, facetiously, “Do you offer a business class to teach kids how to be the boss?”
She laughed, a lot, and asked if I wanted to write the curriculum and teach it. Yeah, fun times. Until I got home and thought about it.
I could easily come up with a million reasons why someone would NOT want to be the boss.
Long hours, endless meetings. How I have put on almost a million miles going to trade shows, seminars, and MORE meetings, only to come back and wonder if I really accomplished anything. The calls at night when things go wrong, employee issues, board meetings, accounting problems, and the list goes on. Pressures I could only have seen in nightmares as a child are now part of my daily routine. Teach a class? Seriously?
But I also know all these things, combined with the people I have worked with, learned from, and offered help along the way . . . IS the “Boss 101” class! There is no way to teach it, it comes from experience. No, I may never be a College Professor teaching business, but I live it!
With all these reasons to NOT do it, then why do I? It’s simple. As Lady Gaga says in Million Reasons, you only need ONE GOOD ONE to stay.
Paradise, it may not be where you once thought it was.
As I sit at my desk covered in stacks of papers I need to tend to, it can easily seem overwhelming. It just never ends.
But at 4:00 in the morning, when I have time to think, I can look back on what I have been through. A kid raised on a ranch with dreams he had no clue how to accomplish – did.
In addition, I know there is so much MORE to be done. THAT, ladies and gentlemen, IS my ‘one good reason’ to do this. What does the future hold?
So, I intend to Marry The Night (yes, another video.) . . .
Because I did find that elusive paradise I sought. No, it wasn’t in some class, on the dashboard, in magic coffee cups, or sunny golf games (never learned to play).
It comes from a darkened office, by the light of the desktop monitor.
With Sincere Thanks
“The only limits we have are those you impose upon yourself. Remove the limits!”
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(PS: I am learning Linux, using RaspberryPi and 3D printers, to build a robot that, one day, WILL bring me that cup of coffee!)