Monday, June 11, 2018

Your circus must meet my monkeys

They were the dream company to work for. 

Everything about this consulting firm, from the people to the process to the perspective to the product, screamed my name. It was a perfect fit. 

Their circus must meet my monkeys. 

And so, let the courtship begin. 

I started reaching out with a steady campaign of emails, proposals, social media outreach and even a few face to face interviews with internal hiring managers. 

And it almost worked.

But for whatever reason, the company decided to go in a different direction. God damn it. 

A few years later, long after I had mourned the rejection and gotten over the disappointment and been hired for another job, I found out that some massive media conglomerate ended up acquiring my dream company. 

Sadly, within four months of the buyout, the firm was shut down. Every employee, including the two founders, were fired. Nobody knew what hit them, nobody heard from that firm ever again. 

Lesson learned, disappointment is relative. Sometimes what we so desperately want at the time would actually have not have been the best thing for us. Our vision was just too limited to see that. 

And so, whenever the ground beneath you suddenly disappears, try not to drown in your seething cauldron of deep disappointment. 

Trust that you will begin to discern some purpose in the experience. 

If the world disappoints you, how will you choose not to disappoint yourself?
* * * *

Scott Ginsberg
That Guy with the Nametag
Author. Speaker. Strategist. Inventor. Filmmaker. Publisher. Songwriter.

It's the world's first, best and only product development and innovation gameshow!

Tune in and subscribe for a little execution in public.

Join our community of innovators, artists and entrepreneurs.