Self management by example

I sometimes joke about all the positive life values poker teaches anyone who wants to play a reasonable game. One of the top needs is learning and studying the game you want to play. A crucial skill is knowing your opponents. The most critical aspect of the game is to be truthful with yourself and know why you are playing. Do you aspire to be a pro, have fun, or beat yourself up?

The better poker players are chameleons. They will try to represent any type of personality necessary to help separate you from your money. They know why they are sitting there, poker is their livelihood and knowing that is part of what they need to maintain their lifestyle.

I had read an interesting book over a decade ago, by an author named Chin-Ning Chu. In her book, Ms. Chu makes an interesting case about an aspect of business that most of us never think about. Ms. Chu suggests that your business must rate at the top in your life. Once you understand this, and other concepts she suggests, you know what you need to do to excel in business.

Professional poker players understand this concept perfectly. If you sit down to play poker, it is their responsibility to do their best to take your money. Anything less than their best effort is a waste of their time, a flaw on their character, a threat to their livelihood, and an insult to you. Everything they do is focused on their ability to win money. That is the career they have chosen for themselves, and they do their utmost to be better at it than anyone else.

Thanks to Ms. Chu, I understood this idea when I started playing poker, I was not aware it applied to gambling. There was a poker game where a regular player was terminally ill. I came to learn that a few regular poker players at the poker room had wagers on when the man would die! I was appalled at the time to think that I was sitting down, next to people who would bet money on when a person would die from their illness.

A few weeks ago, Ms. Chu’s thinking made perfect sense to me, as this betting on death memory popped into my thoughts. In a flash I understood there was nothing appalling about those players! These were businessmen who correctly placed profit above everything else in their life. These people are a shining example of the American Dream for business! Admittedly, in many other cultures, particularly Ms. Chu’s, their action would not rate a second thought.

I have mentioned in a previous post that many business owners will not do whatever needs to be done to maximize profit. These players acting correctly as businessmen, attempted to maximize their profit. There is a lot to learn from this example, as distasteful as you may find it.

Like it or not, we are running our own business. When we are out in public, be it a social event, workplace, or somewhere else, we are selling ourselves, whether we are conscious of it or not. We belong in the business of self management in our daily lives.

People we come into contact with rate us, evaluate us, and put us on some scale of their own making. The question I have for both of us, is what do we do about it? We can’t ignore what is. We rate other people on our list, moving them up or down as we think they fit in our lives, and now we know they do too. Knowing this our options come down to one simple question. What are we willing to do to excel at our own lives and maximize ourselves?

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Find your right job

There was a famous WWII American flying Ace, and Medal of Honor winner named Greg Boyington. I read his autobiography years ago so I doubt it gets much press today. What made Pappy Boyington unique was he was the Squad Leader of a group of misfit fighter pilots named the Black Sheep Squadron in the pacific. The Black Sheep Squadron as you can guess, was made up mostly of pilots who could not fit in a normal fighter pilot squadron. They had personality defects, or other problems that made them not play well with others.

Boyington took these men in and somehow he made them all work as a team. They worked so well as a team they became famous for their skill and daring in spite of themselves and their known lack of getting along with others. They were some of the most daring and most decorated fighter squadron in the pacific arena.

Pappy Boyington said something in his book that has stuck with me all these years. He was talking of his time as leader of his squadron. He would be drinking all night and somehow get himself into a plane and complete what was sometimes a very long and difficult mission. Some of the longest missions flown by any fighter pilots of that day. He wrote of how he would tie up is joy stick so his plane flew in a straight line as he napped and recovered from his hangover.

Boyington said he was accused of not having any self control during his military career. Pappy Boyington disagreed with everyone about that statement. Everyone else was wrong, and Boyington knew he was right. How can that be? How could Gramps Boyington who was a drunk, disrespectful, and a generally terrible example of an officer and leader possibly think he was right and the world was wrong?

As Pappy Boyington explained it in his book when he wrote, everyone was wrong because he had more self control than anyone he knew. Pappy Boyington said he had more self control than anyone he knew because, in his words (from memory), he did whatever he wanted whenever he wanted. He didn’t care who threatened him, or what they threatened him with. If he, Pappy Boyington wanted to do it, he did it.

Of course Boyington eventually settled down and became somewhat normal. Greg Boyington learned that trying to be normal took a lot more self control than being wild and crazy. During the war his iron will was victorious and he stepped into the role he was made for. Pappy Gramps Boyington was first a hero to his men, and eventually a hero to the whole United States!

There is a second more profound lesson here in the life and times of Greg Pappy Boyington. Pappy Boyington had the tight tools for the job. It just took Pappy Boyington some time to find out what the right job was! We all have our job to do. For some of us it just takes longer to find it than for the rest of us.

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Character lesson from a homeless guy

I heard about him first in the r&r section of craigslist. His picture was there along with some text that was not too flattering. His hair was long, he was unshaven and he was obviously homeless. He was the focus of immature people who were lucky enough to have a better life than he did. His name and picture came up quite often for a few weeks, then the attention span moved on to another important topic, probably about urine, or people with challenges, you know how it goes….

On my lunch break one day I was turning into a local burger place, and there he sat just like his pictures. His pants were ripped halfway up his thigh and his jacket looked like it had seen some muddy times. I had not read of him panhandling, and he was not begging now. What he was doing was sitting on the curb at a corner and sticking his legs out as far as he could so vehicles turning right had to swerve out to miss running over his legs. I thought that was pretty dangerous considering, but he obviously was practiced at this.

I know how fortunate I am not to be homeless, and I usually will give some money to homeless people when I have some extra cash. Today I was in the mood to help this guy out. As I left I went out the exit he was sitting at and I dropped a twenty out the window and told him it was for him, and good luck. He thanked me with enthusiasm, and started walking to the burger shop as I slowly made my way through traffic.

I did not see him for another week. There was a man talking to him as I walked up. The man started walking away as I walked up and told me he offered to buy the guy some clothes, but he refused. As I walked up to him, he smiled and asked, wasn’t I the guy that gave him money last week? He introduced himself as Kurt and asked my name. We talked for a few minutes and I gave him a five. Kurt thanked me, and said he had something for me in return. He dug around in his jacket pockets for a few minute and took out a small stone.

Kurt told me he knew something about rocks and precious stones. Kurt continued, if I took this rock and had it cut and polished, and set in a gold ring, it would be worth a few thousand dollars. As I looked at it, it looked like some type of basalt, but Kurt was serious. He reiterated how the stone should be cut, polished and mounted. I had to get back to work. I left Kurt on the curb trying to get enough money to eat on.

I mentioned him around work to people I know, and one of the guys spoke up. He said he had talked to Kurt at some length before. Kurt was anti technology and wanted to live as people lived before electricity and other comforts that make life what it is. He told me as far as he could tell there was nothing wrong with Kurt, he was homeless by choice, not circumstance. I thought this was interesting, and it explained why he wasn’t flat out begging, and refused to accept the offer of new clothes, preferring his ragged apparel instead.

I saw Kurt two more times, one week apart. He was not looking for me, but each time I gave him some money, and he gave me a stone with precise instructions on how it should be polished and mounted. I always thanked him for the stone. I did not think much of it at the time, but later this thought occurred to me:

I was given a lesson in character from a homeless guy! Kurt was giving me something back for what he received! What a concept that was, payback from a person with virtually nothing! If only more people could appreciate what they have received, and try to give something back. What a much better place the world would be then!

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