back in the day, i was hired into ykhc by hugh. great leader, that hugh. there are two things that he told me that will always stick to my inner leadership core. one, don’t be afraid to step on toes. two, i don’t care how you do it, just as long as its legal.
the first message made me think about how i do things at work and how i manage my programs. it gave me confidence. don’t be afraid. confidence, as you know, does wonders to a brotha.
the second message gave me a sense of freedom. freedom to be creative. i flourished professionally because of freedom.
thank you, hugh, for instilling in me some grand ideas for effective leadership. the job introduced me to the concept of leadership and what it means to be a good leader. and thanks for getting me job at ykhc!
i have this weird ass, unwaivering, urge to fill this world with love. and to blog and spread my thoughts on the world. its 3:14 in the morning and i’m up. awake.
earlier, i went out with ess for caribou. we got our game. and i’m not even tired. i should be sleeping. i mean, i was a little tired earlier. i think this is better than facebooking.
anyway, we finally have a good internet connection. the piss poor internet connection is my excuse not to write in my blog. i’m not about to say ‘meaningful information.’ well, meaningful to me anyways.
i had a run-in with a couple that i’ve known for years. i saw them at the ankritz airport. i was happy to say hello and ‘catch up.’ it wasn’t too far into my conversation with this couple that i sensed a negativity that made me aware of their ugliness. that’s right—they became uglier as i talked to them.
what the heck do i mean—they became uglier? first off, when you first say hello to peeps you haven’t seen in awhile, its generally a happy meeting, catching up on new things, and saying hello. i said hi and asked where their daughter was. they replied, but then added negative comments as the conversation progressed. it was as if this couple fed off each other’s negativity as we spoke and it snowballed into this piss and vinegar. very uncool.
we engaged in small talk and i mentioned that i had just gotten done with chemotherapy, and the dude said that he had heard, and glanced around the room and said ‘uniballer’ under his breath. uniballer? what the fuck is that supposed to mean? did i ask for cancer? did i ask to get one testicle removed? i wouldn’t care so much if it was self-inflicted, but testicular cancer is not something anyone wishes for or wants. anyways….this was when i told myself that i didn’t need to hear this from supposed ‘friends,’ and decided to leave the conversation.
nevermind that this dumb fucker ISugly, but his wife was a whore in college. a major whore. i lost all respect for the both of them after that conversation. the couple got progressively negative in our conversation and it just went to shit. the sad thing about this whole story is, the couple didn’t even hear that they were negative. they weren’t even phased.
thinking about that ugly ass couple made me think of my relationship with my woman and our conversations. it was a scary thought. it made me think about mypositive and negative contributions to our conversations and how we feed off each other. i’m glad my woman is a positive thinker. i’m glad i’m a positive thinker.