A few years ago, my boyfriend lost his awful job. It shouldn’t have happened. He worked hard, came in early, left late, powered through sick days and rarely took lunch. This workaholic, counterproductive behavior was highly encouraged by his Lumberg-esque boss. Like I said, it was an awful job.
It wasn’t a good time for Brian. He was in debt, he lived in a 400 square foot studio apartment, and he rode around town on a $400 Craigslist scooter that broke down so often it could barely be considered a mode of transportation. And now, he didn’t even have a crap job. He had no job, as no one was hiring in his industry.
But not long after he lost the job, I witnessed what would become one of my favorite of Brian’s traits: his resourcefulness. He made do with the scooter, riding around town to talk to various businesses in his field. While none were actively hiring, he convinced one of them to give him a job. It turned out to be the best job he’s ever had, and, years later, he’s been promoted (to a position he suggested), his finances are in order, and the weight lifted from his shoulders is palpable.
I do think there’s a certain amount of good luck in success. But there’s also a certain amount of bad luck. Resourcefulness has always been a trait I’ve admired, respected and tried to cultivate. And it seems that resourceful people learn to capitalize on the good and don’t bother focusing on the bad. They focus on what they can control. read the full story here