Month: September 2004

Kind of like a lone wolf who sets out from the pack to make their own, I’ve come to the conclusion that I’m a lone lemming. Unlike other lemmings, I survive the fall. And what’s more, I choose to fall again. I keep falling and jumping and falling, hoping that I’m like the Pegasus of lemmings. I’ll be able to fly. Who knows one day I just might.

So it’s official, I’m an independent consultant. Last night was a total blast. Everyone was there. It was a great feeling to look around the table and see how many people came out to see me off. Boy, it felt good. Sure, right now, I’m not feeling so good, but that’s only the hangover.

Who knows what next now. I’ll figure it out along the way. But the point is I’m independent, on my own, a lone lemming. And I know no matter what happens, I always survive the fall.

It seems that my friend Daniel has made really good point about blogs and their owners,

I am willing to bet an amount of money proportionate to how important this really
is, that a greater percentage than the current divorce rate of blog entries are
not actually about anything worthwhile, but instead are rationalistic rants about
how, after some time has passed, the author of the blog has “got back on the
horse” and has decided that this time folks, from now on, he or she promises to
be good, to write in their blog every day, and that things have just been
“so hectic” that it’s hard to find the time to contribute.

And I must confess I am one of them. So here we are. I’m going to stop making
excuses. I’m going to blog when I blog, and do what I do. It’s easy for us to
tell us all of these excuses for the things we do and don’t do. Even just
reading his blog, I found myself trying to come-up with excuses in my mind, well
screw them. Screw all the excuses.

Time is speeding up faster then a sup’d up civic at an illegal street race with nitro injection. I’ve been working like a monster so that I’ve got all the loose ends tied off. I figure “go big before I go home”. Reason being, no one knows who’s going to fill my shoes. It seems that I’m so indispensable, that even when I put it all on the line, they (the infamous them) can’t seem to find a replacement. My question is, if I give 3 months, how long do you think it’s possible to find a replacement? Normally answer would be hopefully less then 3 months. Not at my work. I kinda feel bad because everyone around is freaking as to who the replacement will be, I tell them to call me boss.

This brings into play the whole idea of succession planning. At my work, they’ve got the beginnings going on, but I don’t think they’ve pushed it enough. I believe that every job requires succession planning. I might not be a team lead or manager, but guess what happens when I leave? Ask the people around me, if I should have been teaching peers or been a mentor? Succession planning isn’t for management only.