Scorecards

Sssssshiet!

Sssssshiet!

Couple weeks ago, I had the pleasure of being judged by my boss. It was time for midyear scorecards where they tell me how good of a job I'm doing and how much of a value I am. I asked my manager who read these scorecards, and he said, "Probably nobody."

I've never put much stock in what people say about me, whether good or bad. Though words do hurt sometimes, especially if it's from someone close like family or girlfriends. And since I'm not trying to climb up the corporate ladder, I put little effort in improving my scorecard.

Hoo Ah!

Hoo Ah!

I was talking to a coworker the other day and she was upset that P90X didn't shed the weight off her body like the informercial promised.  There are two issues here, or maybe just one.  First, it's an informercial. Second, she didn't try very hard.  Both led me to believe how unaware she may be.

One of the many quotes I have a hard time with is: The definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again, expecting a different result.

Being a former actor, one thing actors do is audition, audition, audition.  Most of the time they get rejected, which is normal. But every time they hope to get hired.  Is this insanity? No. Things can change from moment to moment.

What's different is the day, the role, your attitude in that moment, the people involved, etc.  There are thousands of things that can be different that it hardly qualifies as the same.

Even though I was rejected by every literary agent I've submitted to, doesn't mean I won't submit to them again to try and protect my insanity. I think you have to be a bit insane in order to write a book and a dash of craziness sprinkled in to want to get published.

Being aware of my own efforts, aware of my own writing technique, open to criticisms and suggestions, and adapting myself to accommodate the story (the bigger picture), which is what's important, not me as the writer, I'm able to trust in myself in the direction that I'm heading.

My coworker should have done the same.  Was she trying hard enough? Was she watching what she ate? No, I found out. Her eyes were closed.  She placed the expectation of being thin on a product and not on her own efforts. Deep inside, I could tell, she secretly blamed the program.  It is an infomercial after all. But we sometimes don't see that it is us we should be aware of and make little changes, like putting a little more effort, to yield huge results.