Rockstar Boss

There are times when I could grab you by the shoulders and shake the living daylights out of you. Sometimes I get that frustrated.

What the hell are you doing sitting there in a 9-5 job, checking in and checking out every day and wishing the days away until the weekend?

You have the same amount of time in the day as Steve Jobs and Bill Gates. The number of days you have alive is a finite number. You are going to die one day (it could even be soon, neither you or I know when) and the best you can do is sit there on your ass and complain? Seriously?

Your legacy in this world is to leave behind a nice house, reasonably sane family and ‘worked hard at their job’? How forgettable. That’s what you’re telling me. You are forgettable.

Saddest part is, so is everyone around you in that 9-5 life you have.

Those people need you. I need you. You need to pull the finger out your ass and do something about rotting away under doing a fair days work for a fair days’ pay. Start living.

Those rules you hate? Do something about it. They are not going to fix themselves. The boss that’s riding your ass who doesn’t know what the hell he’s talking about? YOU know he doesn’t know what he’s talking about which means YOU need to do something about it.

The world of commerce and business has changed. Not is changing – it has changed. Factories are so 1970’s and pretty much dead in the western world. The widget and selling it has been usurped by the internet and the last thing your business has left in its value stack is service, saying thank you and being honest. Not everyone can see this, and this is why we need you.

Go ahead. Put this book down and walk away. Stick with your safe life and being oblivious. The absolute riskiest thing you can do today is play it safe. You’re guaranteeing yourself a high ranking on the ‘first to go’ list when your company figures out the world has changed.

This is not the preface to a mid life crisis, nor is it an endorsement to shit on the desk of your boss to subtly tell him to stuff his job. This is an invitation to start living. To do something worthwhile, derive an intense amount of satisfaction out of it and make your indelible mark on this planet.

It’s now your turn to be the Rockstar Boss.

A Rockstar Boss…

Hates rules.
Struggles taking orders from anyone.
Naturally and uncomfortably rebellious.
Values humans over hierarchy.
Wears jeans and Converse when the rest are strangling themselves with neckties.
Gets shit done. And exceptionally so.
Does not do the ‘high school’ emotive anywhere.
Has no ego. Pride is different.
Absorbs the negative and thrives because of it.
Lives ‘on the record’. Always.
Does the right thing every time.
Excludes no-one.
Delivers everything with sparkle.
Understands that nobody wants to do the wrong thing, they likely just don’t know how yet.

Now you tell me what a Rockstar Boss is.

Not sure? Try this…
Follow the links between the individual keywords/boxes. Write down what comes to mind when you smash these two words together. If they don’t naturally join, figure out an idea that would force them to connect and note that idea.

I’d love to hear what you come up with. Email me or leave a reply below.