Today I was sitting at my desk at work, fixed on the window over-looking the trees, the man-made pond and a spinning steel structure (art) that was probably donated from a local University and thought, “I should write the rants that happen in my head onto paper…” And then I had another thought, ‘my boss has been talking about a time a cougar had almost killed him while hunting elk with his buddy for about seven minutes now.’ By this time his story was flat and he had sucked any excitement out of his story early on. As soon as he stopped talking I realized just how bored we both were, we resorted to sharing hunting stories and talking guns… MAN SHIT! Although I’ve only shot two guns in my life and an assortment of guns on Call of Duty Modern Warfare; I acted like I knew exactly what he was talking about…. his eyes lit up and we were bonding! Mark, the “never getting married, my girlfriend of thirty years and I are completely happy” executive… The guy who is more than double my age, shooting the shit with me… a 25 year old who still has memories of Saturday morning cartoons and Power Ranger action figures…
I’ve always strived to be the “well rounded know all my stuff guy” for moments exactly like this… because believe it or not, I knew that at some point in my professional work life I’d have to shoot the shit with someone of authority (upper management) regarding guns and pointing them at animals.
No real lesson here, just know your hunting and your guns…. I’m an observer and earlier (5 years back) when I was working for a company in Utah, I observed a close friend of mine (I won’t name any names) went on a hunting trip with a few managers on a weekend, then bam! PROMOTED. Just like that. Let that sink in and reflect back on the number of times you’ve been asked about hunting by upper management. Oh, and your lost promotions. ;)