I don’t know about you, but I like to keep my hands on what I think belongs to me. When I’ve worked on something, created something I thought was for me, I like to keep it. Basically, I have detachment issues. Now, these issues aren’t always bad. Sometimes having trouble detaching myself is a good thing. Mainly when I’m climbing rocks, playing tug-of-war, or staying connected with my family. No, my detachment issues aren’t always bad. They’re just usually bad.
We were getting ready for conferences, preparing presentations and curriculum, and bonding as a team. The biggest, most important weekend of the summer was fast approaching. I’m not talking about Fourth of July, that glorious day filled with food, family, and explosions in the sky. No, I’m talking about something even bigger, at least to those of us who were involved. Commissioning weekend.
Those two words are enough to strike fear, nervousness, and intense flashbacks in the hearts of anyone who has ever been at the Training Center over commissioning weekend. Actually, the main reason for the fear, nervousness, and intense flashbacks isn’t usually the weekend itself. The main reason is preparation week.
Preparation week is packed with cleaning parts of the house you didn’t even know existed, frantically rehearsing every presentation you have (and even a few you don’t have yet), and occasionally eating meals and sleeping. Basically, picture Santa’s elves the week before Christmas. Imagine their stress levels as they wrap millions and millions of presents and load them up in the last-minute rush. Now imagine that they realize two nights before Christmas Eve that they forgot to make gifts for the entire population of India. That’s close to the way our stress levels felt.
We had finished writing a duo presentation that I was doing with one of the other members of my team, and the two of us were feeling pretty satisfied. We were well ahead of schedule, and I had an incredibly powerful line at the end. Then we found out that the trio the other three members of our team were working on wouldn’t be ready before commissioning weekend. Some lines were taken and switched from one presentation to another. Not only was my super powerful line put in a different presentation, but I didn’t even get to say it.
Remember my detachment issues? This was one of those times when those were a very bad thing. I spent the next fifteen minutes considering how I should have had a say in the matter and how unfair life was in general. After a while I realized how silly I was being. This was a onetime thing. I would get the line back. Not only that, but the line was still being said - I just wasn’t the one saying it this one time.
I guess what I learned is that the impact of a line doesn’t come from who says it. What matters is that it gets said. More importantly, I learned that the way I view things changes my experience. I was the one who was making it a bad experience for me, all because of the way I was thinking about the whole situation. You know the best part of the whole story? I don’t even remember what the line was.
//Allen Ramsey//2016 Ambassador