Everyone has left for the day. The office is quiet after a particularly busy day.
And I’m sitting here with 43 things I should be doing. But I’m not doing any of them. Because I just want to bask in this feeling. The love of this space. The people that fill it with their passion and their energy during the day.
Today we had someone in that is considering a role here. We showed him around and had him participate in our regular day, even down to our eat-at-our-desk Whole Foods lunch. I’m so against any kind of “dog and pony” show or display of selling people on something that we’re not. I’ve never understood that by the way. If you’re awesome already, that should shine through without any other frivolous perks or fancy lunches.
Anyway, as he was walking out he remarked what a great group of people this was and that he could tell it was something special. And I was taken aback. Because even though I believe it and am very careful about building and protecting it, I am so proud that outsiders can so easily see and feel it.
Every single person here could be making more money and working fewer hours somewhere else. But they chose here because here is where their talents can be put to use to do something that no one has done before.
On days like this, where the office is full with the team and caregivers and applicants coming in and out all day, it’s hard not to feel the magic and the promise of what we’re doing.
Often we talk about the customers we’re serving or the product we’re building but I find we don’t shine a light bright enough on the companies we’re building. What is the culture we’re nurturing and pruning. What is valued, what is celebrated, what is culled out.
I’ve been thinking a lot about this this past week with the stories coming out of SF. I know the harsh truth to be that it starts and ends with the founders. The company is simply a mirror of our truths, temperaments and tastes.
And that’s beyond tricky. That’s being self aware to know what those things are. It’s hard having the hard conversations regularly. It’s hard being “the heavy” when you want to convince yourself everything is fine.
But I’ve figured out one thing that helps – it’s like parenting. What kind of family am I trying to build – what values and ideals?
I try to never forget that. It’s a big burden but on days like this, I know one thing to be true:
I’m damn proud of what we’re building. Both inside and out.