Every experience is what you make of it. That’s one of the mantras I use to justify the good, the bad, and the indifferent situations to which I’ve been privy. It’s hard work sometimes.
Have you ever been a part of something in your life that’s pretty easy for others to offer their unsolicited point-of-view, which usually means they didn’t agree with your choice? Here are a few of mine.
Fraternity. There is a lot of garbage within fraternities. You get more than 50 people of any kind and you’re gonna have a few nutballs, no matter what the group. I knew one person the day I started college at a school of >20K students. That’s 0.005% social connectedness. I had my share of nerd-dom in high school (yearbook photo) and I was ready to experience “college”. You know, John Belushi college. My experience gave me life-long friends, the courage to start a band, and a partner to start a window washing business. I’ll take that.
The MBA. For many people they are a waste of time. For me, one of the best uses of time I could imagine. I can count on 4 hands the number of times folks eagerly have shared with me why they don’t need an MBA. I agree with it all. What did I get out of it? I got a startup, built an incredible network, and authored a career change.
Startup. One of the most rewarding yet most difficult years of my life. Some nights I dreaded going to bed knowing what faced me the next day. Some mornings I dreaded getting out of bed. But some days I learned more than 19 years of formal education I’ve had. Some days I met incredible people. Some days I got to do things I never dreamed I’d be doing. Incredible and still worth every moment.
Kids album. I used to be cool. That’s what Dads say who think they used to be cool. I led a band for almost 10 years. We recorded 4 albums, appeared on a few local radio & TV stations, and played some great venues in NC.
All that stopped once band members started having twins and went back to school. After a 4 year hiatus, the sax man recorded a kids album. I think everyone can agree that kids albums are generally horrible, and kids bands are at best creepy. Despite my best judgement, I sat in on the album for guitar and vocals. Now my kids think I’m cool. At least for the next few years. That’s worth it.