A Dollar Waiting On a Dime

“Oh, for crying out loud… come on already! We got a dollar waitin’ on a dime here!”

I can still hear my former boss’ voice in my head and picture him high-tailing it up the hallway to the next meeting or call, hollering over his shoulder to keep everyone on track. And as much as he was the dollar to our dimes, he used this completely in jest, never thinking himself more than anyone else. He was the guy who led the company, but would stop on the way in the front door to straighten the welcome mat so we’d make the best first impression. True story… can’t tell you how many times I saw him do that. He was a one-of-a-kind leader, and I hope I do a good job of following his example. So even when he would stop and wave his arms, squawking about dollars and dimes, there was almost always a twinkle in his eye and a smile on his face.

The bottom line… the dollar, whether it’s people or projects, is to be mindful of what’s most important to me and keep the main thing, the main thing. It’s super easy to look up and realize I’m on the way to getting stalled out by the less essential, waiting on the dimes in my life to get moving. That’s another one of those things that’s true in business as in life, right?

If you’ve ever driven a stick shift and had to stop on a hill, you know the agony of a stalled engine and having to dump the clutch and gun it to get it rolling again. Even now, I get sweaty palms flashing back to the first time I had to get that old Datsun going again on the hilly side street near our house. I kept working at it and finally mastered that magical clutch-gas combination without all the herky-jerky stop & go.

I juggle priorities, just like everyone else, and some days, like yesterday, it feels like I’m herding cats to get even the little things accomplished. I’m waiting on this thing, or that phone call, or another email. Yesterday I got dimed, big time. So today, I’m back in that old stick shift truck, not letting that blasted stop sign on the hill get to me. In the world of dollars and dimes, I’m aiming to come out ahead. Wish me luck.



Dime, schmime… (Daisy & Buster, who totally do NOT get the concept of rushing anywhere, ever – unless, of course, there happens to be a tennis ball involved).





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