I have a problem with my TPS reports,
Just recently I found that my life had a striking and very pathetic similarity to Ron Livingston’s character in Office Space. The only real difference was that my job required me to be on the road 4 days a week sleeping in a Double Tree closest to whatever city I found myself in instead of working 9-5 in a cubicle. This small change, however,
wasn’t enough to distract me from the idea that my life existed to serve the needs of a corporation’s bottom line, and although I would consider myself a die hard capitalist, I found myself constantly questioning my place in the corporate world. I too had seven bosses,efficiency experts (or as we all like to call them; the Bobs) meetings with no point whatsoever, and of course the never ending barrage of stupid reports that needed to be filled out. Having been in charge of sales divisions for 7 years of my career, I found that nearly all my time was spent working. In the meantime my hair was graying a little, gym time became a luxury instead of a priority, friends would call me and tell me about the great party I missed while I was at some trade show in Houston, or Seattle or Salt Lake and I found that I was miserable. Something needed to change and since it wasn’t going to be corporate America, it would need to be me. As a result of my waning ambition and partly due to the collapse of the banking and lending market where I had worked for nearly a decade, my time in corporate America was coming to an end.
At 29 years old I found myself suffering from a severe case of “Peter Pan” syndrome. I was refusing to grow up. The idea of spending my week in sales meetings, writing action reports, traveling with the sales team that worked for me around the country had about the same appeal as a root canal. As my company began to fold in the wake of the mortgage meltdown, my time, which should have been spent worrying about what I was going to do, was instead spent on the slopes here in Colorado skiing.
One beautiful spring Tuesday I was sitting on the patio at the top of Winter Park drinking a beer and was struck with the profound realization that work truly is a support system for life, not the other way around. As the fates would have it, I was presented with an opportunity to help with sales at Vitalyte.
At first I was a little apprehensive but after getting to know the product and, more importantly, the people involved with the company I jumped at the opportunity. So know I have a new set of goals that Vitalyte and Timothy Ferris’ book The Four Hour Work Week ( A must read for everyone) helped me set.
Here they are:
Work hard, play hard, laugh more, love more and take more pictures. Pretty simple! This company likes to ask “What Vitalyte are you?” I like to ask “What Vitalyte are you today?”
Here’s my answer:
Monday, Tuesday, Thursday and Friday I’m a runner, a biker and a swimmer. Wednesday I’m a water-skier and wake boarder. Saturday I’m a mountain biker and golfer, and Sunday I’m at the lake again. Now I’m asking the question to all of you out there; What Vitalyte are you today?
Send me an e-mail and let me know. I would love to hear from all of you, especially if you’re a TPS kind of Vitalyte. Maybe we here can help you change that.