I’ took my first job at the age of 14. It wasn’t by choice. I had gotten into enough trouble during the school year that my dad decided it was a good idea to keep me busy.’ I worked as a student aid for the New York City Board of Education. My dad ran summer school every year, for as long as I remember.’ Every morning we would wake up before the sun rose, and we would drive in. We would grab breakfast, and we would talk mostly about the previous day.
That first job is special to me. Not just for the obvious reasons above, but because I still vividly remember my failures, struggles and successes. I remember my mentors who showed me what it meant to lead. I also remember the bad bosses who accomplished everything through verbal abuse.’ Do you remember the first person who talked down to you at work?’ ‘ I learned some of the most important lessons of my life at that job, and at the other summer jobs I held as a teen.’ My summer jobs provided me with the opportunity to make mistakes at work while the stakes were still low. Read More →