Hate bad news. Or, more precisely, I hate giving bad news. No big shocker there. I haven’t met anyone who likes to dole out less-than-favorable news. While nobody likes to dole out the bad news, seemingly fewer of us (!) know how to do it well. Reminds me of the baseball movie Moneyball when Jonah Hill’s character, Peter Brand, is charged with cutting a player. Essentially, Brand is tasked with delivering the definition of bad news. Why was Brand so anxious? Why are any of us anxious about it? Two main reasons. First, I think it’s because we feel bad for the other person who is getting the news. And, we don’t want to be seen as a baddie. Those are the overt reasons. The tertiary reason is a bit more subtle. We don’t know how the other person is going to react, and that uncertainty is scary. They might take it well. They might call us names. They might be relieved. Hard to say, and even harder to prepare for. And because we can’t prepare we are reticent. Alas, future leaders who can stare into the void and provide the bad news with care, empathy, and certainty, in the end, is doing the receiver a service. Let’s make a deal to get past our own discomfort in service of those we have the privilege of leading.
First day of the rest of your life or all downhill from here
"Every day is better than the next." I missed it the first time I heard this line in the movie, "There's Something About Mary." This time, I got it. After laughing I realized something. I have spent years of my life on the wrong side of the equation. "Every day is...