give it time? February 16, 2012
Posted by thehutch in thoughts.Tags: fortune, hard work, luck, management, time
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Many people point to Manchester United and their loyalty to Alex Ferguson as manager, so that they can say longevity brings results. After 20 years of unparalleled success it is easy to forget that ‘Fergie’ was one match away from the unemployment statistics.
Was longevity the answer? Was the threat of losing the job alongside a couple of fortunate results the catalyst? What is the secret?
The truth is that most managers have what it takes….the difference is that run of good fortune, the timing of good things and the need for consistency are all necessary to achieve long term success. Timing and good fortune are not always within your own control but consistency usually comes from hard work and a one track mind that never loses sight of the winning post.
As Jack Nicklaus once inferred – it is amazing how lucky you get when you work hard for it.
anger and aggression – is it ever a good thing today? February 13, 2012
Posted by thehutch in ponderings.Tags: people, time, anger, aggression, good, bad
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Is there ever a good time to be angry? Is there a good time to be aggressive?
Was your answer the same for each of the above questions? In 2012, there are different views expressed to previous generations and whilst there may be good reasons for change, I wonder if we are becoming less tolerant. Should we allow a healthy dose of each and, if so, what is ‘healthy?
presence when it matters January 27, 2012
Posted by thehutch in ponderings.Tags: people, presence, relationships, time
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So often we take our pithy comments or our attending of events lightly. They matter more than we would believe……it matters more to people when the chips are down and are likely never to be forgotten.
A young person, with whom I had a special privilege of working with, brought this truth to home in my own life. He was a ‘star’ youth group member when his closest friend was killed in a road traffic accident, it was a tough time that hit us all hard. This youngster in particular removed himself from people and his grief took a heavy toll. A long time later he went missing and I was asked to help find him. In a moment of inspiration, I went straight to where he was, said nothing, and sat near him until he was ready to leave the gravestone by which he sat. We said very little and as I left him at his front door, he said, “Thank you, I knew you would understand.”
Sometimes, our presence matters above all else. Where do we find ourselves when it really matters?
