A story on shit and action

I want to share with you a story on ACTION.

I am with my current organisation for nearly three and a half year now. One year into my employment, we had a re-organisation and I was assigned to a newly formed team.

In our first meeting, the team leader talked for more than three hours on all useless and directionless topics that are mostly self-centred or are meaningless complains. This behaviour not only carries on for the next two and a half years, it has also infected existing and new members.

To make things worse, 15mins into our first meeting I began to have the urge to visit the toilet which I subsequently endured for the next three hours out of politeness. Unfortunately because of this experience, I injured my stomach which I am never recover from.

I worked hard and become a team leader myself a year later leading a team of more than 20 researchers, which is four times larger. I know communication is the key to success but action must always speak louder than words. So until this day, everytime (and quite frequently) when I have a bad stomach that disturbs my sleep or other activities, I remind myself of two things. (1) I gotta let the shit out! and (2) ACTION!

Problem 1 has been solved which I will share with you in my next post.