Work breeds success. That is my firm belief. People wonder why I put so much of myself into whatever I commit myself to and that is the reason. If you don't know how to get the job done, regardless of where others fail, you won't get the end result that you want. Just pulling your weight isn't enough. You have to do your job and, if the person to the right isn't doing his, you pull his weight too. Tiring as it may be, corporate America doesn't care whether or not the whole team did their share; if your name is on that marketing team's report and that report is trashy (for lack of a better word), you run the risk of losing your job. So I could care less whether or not Bob pulls his weight because, at the end of the project, I will still have my job and my family will still be housed and clothed.
Then some wonder, "Well why not wait until you are in that situation to act in that manner? Picking up the slack of your organization members isn't your responsibility." But I subscribe to the school of thought that says that virtues are hard to build up while vices are hard to break down. In other words, you have to get in the habit now of working hard later. I know I don't sleep like I need to. But I've grown accustomed to sleepless nights and have tailored my lifestyle to fit that. I know I don't have enough me time. But if I had enough, I would feel like I wasn't doing anything of any substance. Being busy is what I do. It's who I have been, who I am, and who I will be. I don't neglect those I care about. More than anything I neglect myself, and as "unhealthy" as some might say it is, I feel like the work ethic I have now will allow me to relax when it really matters most - when I have a family. So say what you may. I will be successful and I will be kicking back at my daughter's dance recital on a Wednesday evening at 6pm instead of working late because I will have earned the right to make the schedule as opposed to letting the schedule make me.
Litera scripta manet. - Unknown
