Street Feet here and in true ARSE- fashion I’m cutting Betty the Beater off before she’s done talking.
I’ve got something to say, and confession is good for the soul, so here I go...
I too may be an a-hole.
Now, sure, I could have lied on the test ,I’m smart enough to answer the questions so I’d come out with a score of 2 or 3, but why do that? I’ve got perfume in my bag, I’ll use it if I want to smell good!
And there’s also my friend Ivory Towers ,
she’s such a braniac. She always finds a way to poke holes in a test that draws a blanket conclusion about anyone. She’ll take time out for me even if she’s too busy to blog much.
“So Ivory,” I say. “There’s this ARSE test on-line, and the guy who made it up, he’s from Stanford.”
“Bob Sutton?” she says. “He’s a smart guy. What’s the URL for the test?”
I tell her, even though I hate it that she multi-tasks while I whine.
“You must have really blown it at the early part of this test,” she says. I can tell that she's flipping through its screens.
“And so?”
“You’re not wired like manager,” she says. “You’re not good boss material, you know that.”
“I do?” I say. I want her to tell me about me.
“ You’re too independent a thinker,” she snickers. “Too impatient, creative, innovative, entrepreneurial.”
“And?”
“ We’ve talked about this,” she says. “It often takes one kind of person to start a company and another kind to make it run well. The trick for people like you is knowing when to step back. And you’ve done that.”
“So I don’t have to worry about being an a-hole manager?
“Not if you’re not a manager,” she says. “Not everyone is a manager or should be. Management may be what people reach for as they climb the corporate ladder but it’s not the only way to success.”
“So I’d fail as a manager?” I say.
“You could script yourself with right behaviors and practice restraint.”
“And then I’d be successful,” I say.
“Successful? What does that mean?”
“Rich? Powerful?” I say.
I know she thinks this a shallow and narrow view of success.
“A lot of a-holes are rich and powerful” she says.
“Is the a-hole thing nature or nurture?” I say.
“Maybe both,” she says. “Did you call me up so I’d tell you you’re not an a-hole? Or was it so I’d tell you that you’re not responsible for acting like an a-hole?”
“Ivory!” I say.
“Read the no a-hole rules of engagement on Guy Kawasaki's blog,” she says. "Print a copy and sign it. Have everyone else in your office do the same, so that you’re all held accountable.”
“But if the a-hole thing is in my genes,” I say.
“You pick the jeans you show up in. Now I’ve really got to go,” she says.
“Me too,” I say. I’ll use any excuse to go shopping



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