Its another one of those dreaded thursdays. I don't like them althought Survivor is back online so it makes it almost palatable. But seriously folks, can't you give me a break?
Its been a long week, almost over. But all in all, i've been yelling alot this week. So when things get really bad, sometimes you have to realize that the only way people will learn is if they follow. In this case, they have to follow me.
I'm the guy who had the idea, I'm the guy who started the company, I'm the guy who gets to lay awake all night wondering why the IRS is calling me. That's me, I'm the guy.
So, when you find that hell has dropped by with its handbasket, its time to get dirty.
Today I moved out of my nice office upstairs, and moved to a smallish desk out on the production floor. Things had begun to slip, and i knew that if i didn't get my arms around it, it could mean the reputation of my whole company... So once again, Its time to get the team out of the weeds and get them back on course to success.
instead of writing these blogs from my nice computer in my nice office at my nice (but messy) desk, I am now writing from my netbook....in the warehouse.
In the end however; you can only yell and scream so much, sometimes you have to dig down and kick some butt. You can't tell them to take that friggin hill...you actually have to grab the flag, raise the sword, and lead the charge.
So today...I'm leading the charge, and hoping that my head don't get blown clear off with a canon ball heading my way.
over and out...may your day be better than mine and may we both prosper tomorrow.
btw, i knew that kid they thought was up in the balloon was hiding in the house all along...lol
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