Good morning from New York City. What’s on my mind this morning is this little sticky I used to have on my mirror. I think I’ve posted it on social media before. It says what you don’t change you choose. Let me say that again: what you don’t change you choose.

The reason I’m sharing that is because I was thinking about something that happened a couple of weeks ago. I was invited to a lovely Spanish cooking class with a new friend, and I got to meet her son and his girlfriend for the first time. As we were sitting around enjoying our meal and having sangria, the conversation turned to the kids. Well, they’re not kids. They’re young adults. I started asking about what they do, where they work, if they like what they do – the usual things. If you’ve stumbled upon this show and don’t know much about me, I was a headhunter for many years, so I’m always intrigued by what people do. I can’t contain myself and I ask a lot of questions.

Anyway, so I’m peppering them with questions and before we got into the details of what they do professionally, the son was telling me about his vision for a venue where people can come together – there’s food and drink but also open mic nights and music. Then we got onto the details of his job and what he does and how he got the job and who he works for and the interview process, et cetera. Then he goes into all the things that aren’t right about his job – how his colleagues are flat, and he’s imitating their faces on the zoom screen. He’s telling me about how the ideas he has are not well received, and overall how he’s dimming his light.

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