Personal Narrative: My Major Change Of Mangement

Have you ever had a day that you flipped a switch? A day where you knew things were going to change for the better. That was today. It was 8:58 am I got out of my car lunch pail in one hand and coffee in the other. Looking around I saw 10 other people doing the same exact thing lunch pail in one hand coffee in the other. We all were proceeding into 1301 Office Center drive. I felt like a pawn, working at the hand of others for their benefit. I come from a line of middle-class workers. Where the 9 to 5 is the definition of making it. It is a nice job, I can make a career out of it and be well off. That is not the life I want. That is not the life I am meant to have. I am meant to be the king, not the pawn. I am a lion amongst sheep and sitting in the cubicle is holding me back from what I am fully capable of. So with that said what does it take to be successful outside of the 9 to 5 realm.

When I was 13 years old, my parents started to think about moving to United States because my dad was already working here for a company. We started all the immigration related process which took a while to end. When I was 14, one day I came back from school and my parents told me we were moving to US in 2-3 months. When I heard it first, I was happy, but later I started thinking about how I will be leaving everything behind. My family, friends and neighbors whom I have been with since I was little, I will be leaving all of them in a few months. As the date approached closer, we started to pack more and more things. There was

I get down on all fours and relax my whole body, my bones begin to crack. Unlike most wolves, where it stops hurting awhile after your first shift. Mine shift didn't. It still hurts even though it has been six years (No. Our cloths they don't rip, and no. Don't ask me where they go)

Discipline and God is the bridge between goals and accomplishments. As you know America is ranked the ninth obese country in the world, and we have a percentage of 33.9% of those that are obese. To be honest, I was in that statistic, at the age of 8 years old. Some people don't think nothing of being obese at a young age, but it really puts emotional and physical wear on your body and moral. I always knew that I was chunky in the back of my head, but it really started to bother me when I started feeling out of place. From that point of feeling unsowed I knew that I had to change something big that will alter my life.

Throwback to 2007, When I was 5, Life was good, And I was in kinder, I lived in

In order to understand how I got to where I’m today, and why I have made the choices that I made, I need to tell you where and how this journey started. Twenty years ago I was a wife, mother of three girls, owned a nice home in a small town and had a secure job working at United Parcel Service (UPS). Even so, after an injury at work, I very rapidly got addicted to pain medication which turned my world upside down. In a very short time I lost my job, my kids, and my husband and my home and began a six year struggle with addiction that included several arrests, incarceration, probation, and three different treatment programs that finally ended on October 2, 2001.

In this week’s discussion forum, the topic is dealing with change. Consequently, the older I have become, I have learned to accept the facts that changes will come and it's often necessary for growth, healing notwithstanding, for forthcoming success. When the demand for changes arrives in the professional world, I really don’t have any problems dealing with changes, because of my earlier, educational background in Human Services, I have identified and accepted my core purpose as being an agent of change. Accordingly, upon graduation, I was empowered with the vision and drive that lead me to believe that ‘I MUST BE THE CHANGE’ that I wish to see in this world, per Gandhi. Nevertheless, when I work in the corporate world, giving an order, or following one, is a mandate, and compliance of my work practices and responsibly.

All the pictures really affected me with sadness because I could sympathize with the devastation and sense of despair they most likely felt through the storm but the picture "Post-storm rebuilding considered 'Galveston's finest hour" GALVESTON - The great storm that came roaring out of the Gulf of Mexico 100 years ago, destroying this island city and assuring its place in history touched me the most because there is always strength gained through rebuilding. No matter how hard the storm there is always a change of rebuilding.

“The thing about perspective-changing events is that they usually don't announce themselves as such.” -Andrea Goeglein. For my family and me, there are few quotes that seem quite as true as this. We have learned all too well how one split-second can entirely change one’s perception of their life and the world around them. I know now how a seemingly awful event can be beneficial to the mindset of a person- how one occurrence can make everyone realize and appreciate the most important things in life.

Addie and I stood in the entrance of the cafe as the rain dripped down the overhang and down the brown and red sign that read Addie’s Cafe. It seemed like it was one of those normal rainy days in Wyoming but it wasn’t. Addie’s my aunt, she took me in when my mother couldn’t and she’s amazingly generous, so you’d think over the few years everything got better, and so did I but it seemed things were only getting worse.

There has been a change in life. I quit my job at Countdown. I could not stop thinking about work 24/7. Always wondering if they were going to call, then having a day off and go grocery shopping and they see me and then they call after I leave and get home. It was as if they figure “Oh Karen’s out shopping so she isn’t doing anything she can come in.” I just couldn’t settle into the day or night.

"Change is hard at first, messy in the middle, and gorgeous in the end," by Robin Sharma. In general, change is extremely difficult to deal with, especially when it's moving. During the Summer of 2013, as I approached my eleventh birthday, my parents notified me that I would be moving homes. I had heard of them discussing it before, but I never assumed it would ever come true. Due to this, I was in great shock. Luckily, I would be moving locally, and would be still attending the same school I had been attending since I was four years old. Though the only thing changing was my home, I still was not sold on the idea. I did not want to leave the house I had grown up in my whole life.

When I’m working on something creative, I keep my PC or my phone next to my bed. I seem to have the best ideas when I’m so tired I can’t keep my eyes open. I’ll get up and make notes. I commute a lot and driving seems to promote ideas as well.

In life if you rush anything, it seems like you always get a rushed product or at least not the best product that you had hoped for. Change management shouldn’t be a rushed process; however when management feels the need to push this envelope the results may not be what they wanted. I will describe how a change had taken place in my work environment while working in Germany. I will give a brief description of the environment of my work area Geilenkirchen NATO AB Germany. Then move into the reasons that led to the need for change, and what I felt went wrong. Then last take a look at the attempts to fix some of the issues caused from the changes ending with how I would have done things different.

Several years back I was in the process of starting my business. It was a challenging time for me and I sought out a few smart people who had been through it and could help me weather the storms and uncertainties. I remember being given Greg's name by a friend and told of his intelligence, grit and warm nature. I called him, introduced myself and offered to drive to Buffalo and buy him lunch if he would be willing to let me learn what I could from his experiences. Greg's response was "Marc, why don't I meet you half way. There's a diner just off the thruway, let's have breakfast and I'll help you as much as I can." The following week there we sat at 7 AM one morning in a small diner somewhere between Rochester and Buffalo. We talked about family and the joys and challenges of life and work. Although I had never met Greg before that morning, I felt as if I had known him for years. He was that kind of guy. He was everything my friend had said he was, and more. From that day forward when I needed advice I often called Greg and he always took my call.