This morning I was thinking about the rumour that Bob-call
me-more was divorcing the lovely Wambui..not sure. First
thought was, oh no! Not all that glitters is gold. Then I
told myself, well Dennoh do not envy/ covet another man's
lifestyle (Exodus 20:17)...you don't know the shit they are
going through.
Quickly my mind closed that chapter, and I was
contemplating the wealth of Bob in comparison with the
previous CEO...yes, I could not recall his name. I could see
his face, bald head, demeanour but the name just vanished.
His accomplishments were many like Mpesa, but I...what's his
Damn name. Then it dawned on me, we all get forgotten at some
point. It doesn't matter if we were first at something. Our
relevance and praise was only transitory. I bet only a
handful of guys can remember me from my workplace 2 years
ago. I may have saved the company from some losses, but
that...Only I know now, and maybe my immediate supervisor
back then.
Moral is, we should not feel too important in an
organization. Like we are the driving force or the stearing
wheel, even of a smaller unit like the department. No matter
how much we have achieved, once out we remain only a distant
memory. As we seek to leave a legacy, we should do it in
humility. Be remembered by the people you helped, because
self-serving interests vanish in the blink of an eye.The next
person may just come and overshadow all your perceived
accomplishments. Also, unless we own the company we should
never feel too attached. The queen bee does not mourn the
demise of a worker bee.
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