Quo Vadis?
At twenty thousand feet in the air you have limited options of how you are going to spend your time. You can watch the incredibly sappy and full of crap film they’ve selected for the flight, you can sleep (but the likelihood of that is slim - warm air rising, cold air descending… a bumpy ride for all), or you can reflect.
…will succeed through sheer force of will to do so…
The film was crap, turbulence killed sleep, so thinking seemed the better option. Specifically thinking about what the hell I’m doing and were the hell I’m going. These thoughts had been plaguing me for some weeks, but were brought to a head during my Calgary sojourn. In the morning at a boardroom on the 12th floor of the Gigantic Concrete regional office I had to listen in on a conference call. A Conference call where our Vice President was letting us know what was in store for us in the immediate future. To summarize I present the following; “A lot more workload was expected on the horizon, Not much more help in the form of additional bodies could be expected, We will succeed through sheer force of will to do so.”
To say I was shocked would be conservative. I was dumbfounded. I felt as though I was a trooper in the Light Brigade charging headlong into a battery of Russian guns.We’re already stretched thin and to the breaking point and now we have to stretch even more? I don’t think we can be that flexible.
Where am I going indeed…
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Perhaps you need one of those posters with the kitten hanging by it’s claws to a branch with the line, “Hang in there baby!”
I am one with that cat…