My two older boys, ages 9 and 10, are playing ‘kid pitch’ baseball this year. Believe it or not, when I asked them what position they wanted to play, they both said “Dad, I want to be the pitcher”.
Then we asked each player on the team what position they wanted to play and each and every player said “Pitcher”. On paper this is not strange, as this is the most glorified position in baseball. After all, they make the most money, get the most publicity (when they are good), and seem to have the biggest fan base.
The other coaches and I talked to our 13-man roster about how important every position is on the team and how every position contributes to the overall goal. We teach them that they all have to play together to win.
If my mom only knew.
When I was younger, my parents would encourage (mandate) that I help them in the family garden out back. However, that really cut into my wiffle ball playing/tree-climbing/insect-torturing summertime. I came up with every excuse in the book to get out of it. I was told it was good exercise and that the vegetables we grew were healthier and better for me than anything we bought at the grocery store. I didn’t care. I was a kid. I hated vegetables.
Now we appear to have come full circle. Not only are gardens making appearances in the suburbs, they’re also starting to dot cityscapes and in a surprising twist, corporate campuses.
Do any of these sound familiar?
- Losing good employees to competitors.
- A cranky work environment.
- Excessive workplace injuries.
- Out-of-control healthcare costs.
- Ridiculously high unemployment insurance costs.
In a former life I was a general manager. A large part of my position was screening and interviewing potential new hires. This important yet time-consuming process included:
- Phone screening
- Background checks
- Scheduling initial interviews
- Clearing my schedule to make time for interviews
- Conducting interviews
...you get my point.