09/ 26/ 2007
by Harvey King
Whenever things get crazy around my company, and I feel overwhelmed with more decisions than I can handle, I always stop and remember how lucky I am to be running a small business and not some giant, publicly traded global corporation. Just think how lucky I am:
- I don't have to worry about whether or not to sponsor the Olympics or Steven Spielberg's next movie.
- I don't have to pick out leather for the new corporate jet.
- I don't have to hire MBAs to stand next to me ready with answers so I don't look like an idiot when I'm asked a question about something other than the leather in the new corporate jet.
- I don't have to worry about how to get into Augusta National Golf Club. I don't even need to worry that I can't play golf.
- I don't have to have my person call anyone else's person. I can call people directly, and they can call me.
- I don't have to figure out which airline has the best first-class service to Asia.
- I don't need two guys in the IT department to devote a big portion of their day to making sure my BlackBerry works—and to remind me regularly how to use it.
- I don't need to hire someone to coordinate my personal time.
- I don't need to hire a full-time in-house lawyer, a paralegal and an assistant whose full-time jobs are to determine how many years in jail I could face each time I sign my name.
- I don't need to hire someone to do my volunteer work.
- I don't have to pretend that I actually want to get to know the stock analysts who follow my industry.
- I don't need to hire a ghostwriter to prepare my presentations, speeches or magazine columns. Wait, I could hire someone to write this column if I were a corporate CEO? All that stuff I just said, I take it back. I'm calling a headhunter to help me find one of those gigs.
