We Don’t Do It That Way Here
It’s that dreadful “I’m new” feeling.
You are watching, waiting and trying to fit in.
New people come by in an overwhelming kind of way.
“Hi, I’m Joe, welcome.”
“Morning, I’m Barbara, if I can help, just shout.”
“You must be the new Guy? I’m Bob.”
On it goes.
After some time you realize the packaging didn’t quite match the inside.
The offer of help turned out to be from a well disguised agitator.
The cheerful smile is the most miserable doomsdayer.
The quiet one turns out to be the real friend.
Courage comes and it’s time to voice an opinion.
Bullets and missiles everywhere.
“Young Man, that’s not the way we do things here.”
The choice is stark. Stay or Go.
The old guard will resist.
The middle will dither.
The dynamos will say yes.
How you react will define you.
What’s more, it will define your future path.
Speaking of paths.
New paths will never be created by rehashing old routes.
Sometimes toes need to be trod on.
Think before you suggest.
Think positively.
Fear not.
Remember how new paths get built.
Then do it anyway.