"What do you mean you won't have any desks!"
So here’s what happened. I had an idea, a concept really. I wanted to create the most innovative office anywhere - and though the office has made huge strides over the last couple years, I never felt like I would achieve the full potential of what we wanted to become until the physical space matched the philosophical ideal.
So, like Jerry McGuire, I put the idea to paper in an official presentation called, “The Chevy Chase office build out - building the office of the now!”
I sent it everywhere, talked it up and sold it hard because I really believed in it.
That was seven months ago. What happened? They said yes! And for a while I was actually feeling pretty good about it to. That was until this morning.
Since then, I am on the verge of a panic attack without any Xanax anywhere! Why, you ask? Why have my innards gone all mushy with chaotic disorder?
Because it was not until this morning, where we sit on the verge of the construction that I realize there is so much riding on me being right. I work for a large company, and that company likes making sure bets. Is this a sure bet? Probably not, but, they're letting me do it anyway.
Why? Because they have faith in me; because I have sold them on the idea that we MUST do this; we HAVE TO do this. I just know it! I haven't been this passionate about anything since like ever!
But, of course, the thought has occurred to me that I might be wrong. Then what! All I know is I will not only look very stupid but have spent someone else's money while doing it.
So there, that's why I’m stressin...that's why my stomach is doing that whole turn on it’s side thing, and why I want to cry my little eyes out like my six year old daughter after I turned off Hannah Montana before the end of the show.
However, I was reminded about something else today...that anything worth doing should scare the Beatlejuice out of you. That if you're going to create something the word SAFE should be stricken from your mindset completely.
So, safe I am not, nor will I ever be. I guess that's why I'm me.
The next question is: Who is with me?
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