We Belong or We Leave
She got up, moseyed into the kitchen. Her husband got the kids going with their breakfasts. She brought the coffee mug to her lips, and before she even got a sip down, she asked herself, "how am I going to get these three projects, a presentation to the board, a financial review for her PMs, and figure out how to hire a senior position in three weeks, oh, and… make it through six meetings today?" {sigh}. (voice in her head... is this VP job worth it?)
She got interrupted five times by her kids and two by her husband.
(Three times by kids just because they wanted her attention, and once by her husband. In all seven moments, what mattered, wasn't the tasks. What mattered is that it was her.)
Kids...
Yell from behind, I can't reach the cereal box.
My iPad won't turn on for school.
Mom, we’re out of milk.
Mom, what are you doing?
Mom, I'm bored.
Hubby...
Just wanted to say hi.
Can I trade vehicles, I’m blocked in?
She got interrupted five times by her CEO and two by her program managers.
CEO...
Facetime call, is that presentation going to be done by 3 PM?
Zoom pop in, can you get it done by 2:30 instead?
Phone call, I need you to stop what you're doing and get on this Zoom call.
Zoom pop in, "I don't need to tell you how important this is, right?"
Slack: the manufacturing lead has to be hired within three weeks.
PM...
Slack: Would you please review this?
Voice message, have you sent your ok to finance? I'm under the gun and need that.
When you're around people where the WHOLE YOU belongs and really matters, you know. And when that comes into direct contrast with being around people where the TASK you're completing matters to them, not you, you know when you don’t. When we’re where we belong, it’s about us, not just the tasks.
We belong, or we leave.
Thanks for taking the time to read this. Reach out to me if you want to chat about your belonging. I guide people like you to find and create their own, and their company’s.
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