I’d have to call it the case of the accidental vision statement.
I was writing a speech for the CEO. He had already announced and undertaken a series of environmental initiatives for the company, but he was still dissatisfied. He had a restless, always-turned-on kind of mind, and he was reaching for something, even if he wasn’t quite sure what it might be. He also had CEOs in competitive companies, looking to do what he was thinking about doing. Continue reading “Poetry at Work, Chapter 6: Poetry of the Vision Statement”
More than 40 years ago, I was handed my college diploma and, two days later, showed up for work at my first official job. I didn’t realize it until much later, but I walked into the doors of my employer that day carrying an assumption. I believed that people in positions of authority – bosses – always knew what they were doing. Why else would they be bosses?
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As I note in Poetry at Work, with the exception of a few months in 2000 when I worked from home, my work career has included the “daily bookends” of a commute – as short as a mile when I had a small office in my hometown suburb of St. Louis, and as long as 17 miles when I drive daily to and from downtown Houston.
But commutes aren’t just limited to work.
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