Tuesday, June 11, 2013

Satisfying my Commander fix...

     Sunday, my American Legion Post elected a new Commander. Which means that come September, my term is up. Those of yinz who have led or taken charge of organizations know the feeling. You come into office rarin' to go, a list in hand of all the things that you want to do, things you want to change, you're hellbent on changing the world, you have your plans in place, you know exactly what to do, when to do it, and it will be tea and medals when its all done.

     Then reality comes up to you, kicks you in the man zone, laughs in your face and says, "Yeah. I don't think so!!" I wasn't able to do all the things I wanted to do. Wasn't able to do half the things I wanted to do. But I was able to get some things done.

     I learned the hard way that I suck at delegating. I'm not a leader. I'm a worker. I'm a behind the scenes guy. I'm not George Washington standing at the bow of the boat pointing across the Delaware, I'm one of the grunts in the back heaving on an oar. Come September, I go back to being the Adjutant. The guy who makes sure all the paperwork is filled out, and the minutes are typed and filed. The office dweeb who knows where everything is. I will be the new Commander's right hand. I deal the minutia so he can take care of the big picture. And that's the best place for me. 

     This is why I don't get bent out of shape when the President comes under fire because this group or that bitches and complains because their pet cause isn't being addressed in what they think is a timely manner. Because reality has a bad habit of kicking him in the man zone, spitting in his face and saying "Yeah, I don't think so!" Although instead of a Legion Post of 147, he has to deal with a country of 300 million. I don't envy him that gig. But I satisfied my 'Commander' fix. I can pin the 'Past Commander' tack on my hat, knowing that at the very least, I tried. Gotta leave something for the next guy to chew on.
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