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we had a team meeting at work today. nothing too startling about that. people have meetings at work all the time. and we didn't discuss much of any huge importance. travel policies, implementing a new tracking system, keeping track of schematics, blah, blah blah.
But my job is not your job. and while mine is mind numbingly boring most days, it is a piece of an elaborate important puzzle. I've had some important jobs before. When I was just 19 I took care of people as they lay dying, sometimes the only person sitting by a bedside as they took their last breath with a family who couldn't be bothered. And then for more than a few years I was trusted with caring for tiny precious new born babies. (i also served pizza, and made coffee, and dealt with pushy pharmaceutical salesmen, and a bunch of other jobs that were important for paying the bills.)
I'm incredibly grateful for that job in the old folks home. That's were i learned about responsibility and were i developed my work ethic. and probably a lot of my ability to multitask. it might very well be the most important job i'll ever have. But my current job comes with a different set of responsibilities. and i was reminded of that during our team meeting today.
During some discussion about travel policies, there was talk about flight delays, and when it's ok to voluntarily to take a later flight. Later flights are fine, as long as they don't interfere with the mission.
huh. cuz we don't have assignments, or sales goals, or TPS reports. We have a mission. And that's when Jim said "You all raised your right hand and agreed to this."
And i did. unlike any other job i've ever had, i stood and raised my hand and made an oath. When i thought about that day and that room and that promise i made, it reminded me of the SCA in a thousand little ways. Lessons about honor, and duty, and loyalty. And while i have never sworn any SCA oaths, i do regard them with esteem.
words have power. the written word. the spoken word. they mean something to me.
I raised my right hand and agreed to this.
But my job is not your job. and while mine is mind numbingly boring most days, it is a piece of an elaborate important puzzle. I've had some important jobs before. When I was just 19 I took care of people as they lay dying, sometimes the only person sitting by a bedside as they took their last breath with a family who couldn't be bothered. And then for more than a few years I was trusted with caring for tiny precious new born babies. (i also served pizza, and made coffee, and dealt with pushy pharmaceutical salesmen, and a bunch of other jobs that were important for paying the bills.)
I'm incredibly grateful for that job in the old folks home. That's were i learned about responsibility and were i developed my work ethic. and probably a lot of my ability to multitask. it might very well be the most important job i'll ever have. But my current job comes with a different set of responsibilities. and i was reminded of that during our team meeting today.
During some discussion about travel policies, there was talk about flight delays, and when it's ok to voluntarily to take a later flight. Later flights are fine, as long as they don't interfere with the mission.
huh. cuz we don't have assignments, or sales goals, or TPS reports. We have a mission. And that's when Jim said "You all raised your right hand and agreed to this."
And i did. unlike any other job i've ever had, i stood and raised my hand and made an oath. When i thought about that day and that room and that promise i made, it reminded me of the SCA in a thousand little ways. Lessons about honor, and duty, and loyalty. And while i have never sworn any SCA oaths, i do regard them with esteem.
words have power. the written word. the spoken word. they mean something to me.
I raised my right hand and agreed to this.