I’m a horrible employee.
I know it, my employers know it, the Universe knows it.
Not horrible in the way you probably think. In fact, teams love me. I’m charismatic, funny, passionate, know what I’m talking about, and most important of all, I get things done.
So why am I a bad employee?
I can’t shut the f*ck up. I can’t not lead. I can’t not try and control a room.
I truly can’t help myself. I even realize it when it’s happening. But my soul knows I need to be at the front and doesn’t hold back.
When I see the opening, it’s my natural instinct to take the opportunity.
I wish I could be happy just being a soldier. But front-line general is my natural place in the world.