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The Floor is LAVA!!!!
Ok folks— some of you may judge me for this, but my unofficial Facebook survey says I’m in the majority on this one. Netflix’s “The Floor is Lava” is officially my new escape.
It is totally ridiculous, contestants hamming it up trying to cross an obstacle course until they eventually successfully get to the end, or sadly, meet their demise in said lava.
Teams compete against each other to see how many of their team members can successfully get across and how long it takes them.
Sometimes they all make it across, sometimes none — and the teams are made of of 2-3 friends, usually linked by some common element. (college buddies, workout pals, co-workers, siblings, etc.)
By now you are wondering why I’m giving you a run down of the show. I’m an HR professional, not an entertainment reporter. Truth. Stay with me!
So Q (my 8 year old) and I were bingeing our 4th episode of the night, watching three teams trying to traverse the lava in the Planetarium. (BTW- all of the rooms have themes)
Team #1 - Three Beantown buddies (“the Bostonians”)— a young, trash talking bunch and invoking Tom Brady’s greatness to propel them through. I thought they had a shot.
Team #2 - A trio of middle-aged siblings (“the Siblings”) who looked fairly suburban (I’m sorry suburban friends!)— and their fun fact was that in their family- they had 36 grandkids. 36. That is a lot of epidurals.
Two of them had 12 in kids between them total (6 each), with the youngest brother with none. Pretty sure he’ll get them to the big 4-0 once he starts to procreate. I thought:
They are never going to make it. I mean— they don’t look athletic, and that woman has had 6 kids, I’m sure her core muscles are shot. Not gonna happen.
Team #3 - Dubbed the Tri Force Heroes — they were a group of 3 black women gamers, lovers of Zelda— super fit, lanky— with long limbs that I was sure would come in handy for the course.
I don’t want to spoil it for you, but I kind of have to so I can get to the end game.
Guess who won?
(dramatic pause)
Of course, the Siblings— the ones I thought would bite the dust earliest — prevailed and captured the lava lamp trophy.
Their adversaries took the course and tried to brute force their way through. They relied primarily on physical strength and agility to help them maneuver through the course independently.
The Siblings, however, stayed pretty close to one another on the course. They tested the stability of objects before they jumped. The used each other as backstops so they wouldn’t go flying off the end of moon rock. They steadied the sputnik-satellite thingy so another could walk on it safely. They spoke words of encouragement (“I love you”) — and I was literally like, is this the time to get sentimental??? You’re gonna drop in the lava!
Ultimately, their brains, strategy and teamwork guided the two brothers across. While the sister came up just short— there was no doubt her brothers would have made it across without her. #teamworkmakesthedreamwork
Which brings me to the moral of the this week’s blog: Unconscious Bias
A good friend last week thought I should write about unconscious bias— and I hesitated— I didn’t feel like I could author something compelling enough. But after watching this episode and I realized that I could make the concept more accessible to those who don’t quite understand it or are afraid of it.
Accessibility is an important part of the education process, because not everyone has the benefit of learning or observing what it is. Sometimes, you need the examples and analogies, for concepts to make sense.
I checked my bias and it was ALL OVER THE PLACE. See below.
"They look more fit”
“They are middle aged suburbanites”
“They are young and limber and are probably better athletes”
“She’s a mom to 6 kids, there is no way she can leap those rocks”
Unconscious bias is bias that permeates the way you think, judge certain people and situations. They are stereotypes we employ all day, every day.
I have it.
You have it.
We all do.
And while this is a benign example— it is a reminder to me (and hopefully for you)— that you need to check your bias, because if it creeps in while you’re watching a TV show— then what do you think it’s doing when you go to work?
At the end— I should’ve known better than to second guess a mom of 6. If she can do that— she can do ANYTHING.
Including conquering the lava.
Would love to hear how you’re checking your bias… let me know!
Be Well, Stay well.
Jean
PS - apparently the creators went through 50 iterations of the lava formula to get it just the right lava-ness.
Defense Wins Championships
A Tale of Two Cities? Try 77.
A couple of days ago, I shared some pictures of my beloved Chicago, more specifically, my neighborhood, Bucktown.
Things have been calmer the last 48 hours in Bucktown, but the difference between rest and unrest can be a fine line in a city. I took my first walk around since the weekend, and I saw a lot of pain, remnants of destruction, countless tributes to George Floyd and others who have lost their lives, but also beauty, hope and helpers.
They say Chicago is a tale of two cities— North and South, but it is really 77 cities woven into one.
I still hold my breath when I hear of a protest, hoping it won’t turn violent and that cooler heads will prevail. The only thing I can hope for is progress. Incremental steps forward everyday.
I know a lot of organizations are looking for answers, actions, a new playbook. It’s ok not to have one just yet- the commitment to change and to do something different is more important right now. The issues of systemic racism and bias have been so deeply entrenched for centuries- fight to urge to “fix”.
Declare your intent.
Then look, listen and learn.
Sharing some new pictures — some might see spray paint and boards. I saw inspiration and hope.
Be well & stay well,
J
Lessons from Ron Burgundy (a.k.a Anchorman)
Details, details.
Music & Meals
I have to be honest; I was not going to write today.
BECAUSE THE FUNK IS REAL.
School in Illinois was cancelled the rest of the year and I was hearing stories on how difficult it was for small businesses to secure PPP funds, if they were able to at all.
I don’t think there is any business owner, big or small, that WANTS to take money; they’d rather be open, hustling, and serving their customers. But they have to SURVIVE.
Then I heard on the news today— the average restaurant has enough cash to remain viable for ~16 days. The margins are so thin.
I froze.
We’ve been shut down for more than 33. Maybe more. #lostcount
I worked in Corporate America for nearly 20 years. By contrast, my father has been an entrepreneur his whole life.
He owns a restaurant in the suburbs, D&J Bistro, in Lake Zurich, Illinois. Here he is in action.
He has been open for 32 YEARS.
His place has outlasted pretty much everyone, through disasters, crisis, even through the Cubs World Series Championship year when no one was going out to eat at a French bistro!
My parents are immigrants to this country. They came to Chicago from Japan more than four decades ago, as the story goes, just for a little trip— and then they stayed.
I can’t imagine life in the early days was easy. They had to learn English. I never really saw credit cards growing up; everything was paid for by cash. Only what we could afford. My dad worked crazy hours— because that’s what the industry demands.
My mom stayed at home and shouldered the majority of the parenting for me and brother. I always say it’s a damn miracle that both of us went to college, post-grad, and are tax-paying, law-abiding citizens. As are my parents, who became naturalized citizens almost 20 years ago.
This is not a political post. But I did come to a realization today. (Probably a little late to the punch, but better late than never)
The Government cannot save everyone. There are many businesses, big and small, that will not make it. If we rely on funds or programs to help our friends and businesses out— they will not make it.
When everything was shut down— like every other small business owner, my dad and his business partner had HOURS to make a decision.
Do they close?
Try carry out/ delivery?
Would people order?
French food— while delicious— is not really known as carry out fare.
They made to call to give it a go.
Let me make this clear— I never wanted to be in the restaurant industry. It’s a really hard life. It’s hard on families, because when everyone else is celebrating— you are in a kitchen. I kind of resented it, to be honest. But as I grew older— of course, I started to understand the sacrifice, the hours, the drive.
But the restaurant has been part of the foundation that has made me who I am today, even if I didn’t work there. It’s paid for my education, it put food on our table, clothes on our backs. Essentially, the American Dream.
D&J had a website, but it was static and couldn’t take online payments. Since I had been tinkering around with my own business website— we got a new one up within a day in order to take online payments.
“Gift Cards, Dad, people will buy gift cards!” I told him.
I’ve been *busting* into suburban mom Facebook groups to spread the word via social media. I share so many posts with my own FB friends that I am sure everyone is getting sick of it— but if people are selling makeup, oils, supplements— well, then I figure I can too. The support has been incredible.
I am going to digress a little- stay with me.
My youngest daughter takes a toddler music class. Her teacher’s name is Ann Torralba, and she is known as Little Miss Ann!
She’s really awesome— a former CPS teacher, mom, a full time musician— and she not only teaches at the Old Town School of Music (a Chicagoland mainstay), but plays gigs all over the place…even Lollapalooza and SXSW. She’s on Spotify!
I mean, if I was on Spotify, the whole world would know about it.
Since the shutdown, Ann has turned to FB and Instagram to host virtual concerts. They are everyday at 10am and she alternates the platforms. Musicians, performers— we know they are hurting too. No more concerts, at least not for now. And no more classes.
Her virtual concerts are free, but she takes donations, and we tune in at least 3-4 times a week to jam. My littlest rocks out and dances up a storm.
Another friend was hosting a virtual concert with a popular kids musician— so I thought.. hey— no reason why we couldn’t do the same? So we set it up for Sunday (4/19/2020)— a little pre-Earth Day Jam for the kids.
Just a $10 donation, and we thought it would be so cool to have a little show with all of our friends and family on, right?
Back to my dad …
D&J decided to join forces with a local hospital, Advocate Good Shepherd— for their “Meals for Heroes” program. People could “donate” a meal for the frontliners— and his team would prepare and take all of the donated meals over.
We put up the link last Friday.
TODAY, his team took 300 meals to the hospital.
During an April snowstorm.
The even better news is that they’re doing it again next Friday— and already have donations for 150+ and counting.
SO WHAT DOES THIS HAVE TO DO WITH ANN? Keep Reading.
Today, Ann reached out to me and said she wanted to donate half of her proceeds from Sunday’s virtual jam to my dad’s program.
Talk about paying it forward. And I realized— all we can do to help these small businesses and our friends, is we need to help OURSELVES. We need to take it into our own hands to get it done.
I am not an award-winning musician, nor am I an award-winning chef.
What am I good at? Powerpoint. Storytelling. 18 years in Corporate America and 2 years as a journalist, remember?
So I decided to write this blog and create this powerpoint graphic— just look at the chain of goodness that results from one act.
Look at how far than $10 donation takes us.
If you have money— this is how you can amplify it!
If you don’t have money— you can write a kind note of encouragement. You can write a Yelp review. You can “share” a post on Facebook and spread the word. You can put up signs in your windows and sing for the frontliners. You can say, “thank you.”
So today was my realization that while everyday might not feel productive— we can, and SHOULD all contribute.
Do it your own way. You do you.
My deepest gratitude to everyone who has reached out and donated. Not enough words for me to express what is in my heart.
Be well, stay well,
Jean
Are You Ready? Yes? Then tell me who’s on your team.
You’ve probably heard of a concept called the “personal board of directors”. PBOD for short.
It has been around for awhile and even if you haven’t given it formal think time, you probably have your PBOD and use them already.
But given that we’re in some times, it’s probably worth reassessing— it’s a new day, and you should know who is on your Corona Contingency Council.
Corporate Board of Directors refresh members all the time, adding capability and perspective where they need guidance— and upgrading where it’s not enough. They count on Boards to keep them honest. There is no doubt that some organizations have better BOD’s than others. Quality matters.
So in no particular order, here are some of the folks I have in my circle.
The Sage … they have experiences upon experiences. They’ve LIVED with the decisions they’ve made and learned some tough lessons— Lessons that they will share with you, and that you will benefit from. Part storyteller, part magic 8 ball— they’ll give you the real deal.
The Ass Kicker … they are the ones who will not let you off the hook and make excuses. They know how to pivot, think on their feet and they will do the same for you. When you say, “I don’t think that will work because of XYZ”— they will give you an alternative and make you rethink it why you’re not stepping up. They evaluate and make decisions.
They are the person who is not afraid to say, “I won’t”, but you’ll never hear, “I can’t.” Because they CAN.
The Guru … they may not KNOW the answers to everything, but they help you ASK YOURSELF the right questions so you uncover the answers. They don’t have the precise directions, but they’ll help you uncover the road map! The path to enlightenment— if you will!
The Cheerleader … for me, this is my best girlfriend who will tell me how pretty I look, even if I just tried to give myself some DIY highlights which resulted in orange hair. They are unending in their support and love. They make you feel great and tell you you’re doing to crush it ALL THE TIME.
(Even when your hair is orange.)
The One Who Knows Stuff You Don’t (but don’t feel dumb asking) … this person is a safe space. It’s the person who is potentially the exact opposite of who you are and what you know, but you can ask then ANYTHING and they will explain patiently will never poke fun. The beauty about this relationship? It’s highly likely that you return the favor for them!
E.g. My nemesis is math. Literally, I am not good with numbers. Do I have a phone-a-friend when it comes to understanding a financial statement or an accounting principle? You bet I do.
The Expert … they are steeped in domain. They know how things work— not at a 10,000 ft level, but zoomed ALL THE WAY IN. They understand the tiniest details that seem relatively insignificant to the lay person, and they know ALL the show stoppers.
They may even annoy you at times because you just want to go-go-go, but they’ll save you because they look at the fine print.
The One Who Talks You Off the Ledge … they are one of the lines of defense to preserve your mental health & sanity. When you are frustrated, they let you vent. When you are sad, they listen with empathy. They hold your hand (virtually, in a socially distant way). They make you feel heard. And when you need help, they will encourage you to see out the professionals.
The One Who Makes You Laugh … this is the one that reminds you not to take yourself so seriously. It’s not brain surgery. (unless it is) … then they are the one who puts things in the proper perspective and context. And they will do it in a way that doesn’t minimize the situation— just helps remind you in their own way, that “this too shall pass".
Things are going to be different when we get back to the “new normal”. Your business will change, your team dynamics will have shifted, your job may be different.
YOU may be different. You might be already.
So make sure that your Board is at the ready. You never know when you’re going to call on them.
Be well, stay well!
Jean
Green Shoots
#sorrynotsorry. The Case for Thank You.
A couple of years ago, this BBC news clip went viral. I watched it on a loop and remember my stomach hurting from laughing hysterically.
I remember commiserating with my workmates, and seriously wishing I could walking into every meeting like THAT kid.
Dad was a real pro— remained relatively calm as he politely gave his kid a Heisman in the face.
Mom came RACING in frantically …. nearly faceplanting while trying to get a hold of the flying saucer (aka baby) and her oldest who was marching like she was leading the Rose Parade.
And considering the interview topic (North Korea!) the timing wasn’t great. (live TV is generally not great timing)
But isn’t that what made it all so … REAL and hilarious?
Last week, my husband, who’s been working from the basement office since his voice carries, texted us that the footsteps upstairs were LOUD.
He had an important meeting with senior leaders and I’m sure it was difficult to concentrate. But honestly, I was not feeling too sympathetic— because isn’t that EVERYONE right now???
Many of us struggle to maintain our sanity on any given “normal” day— During Covid— just maintaining is utterly exhausting.
During Covid, our daily checklist looks like this (at least mine does):
Stay healthy
Stay indoors
Get fresh air, but don’t get near anyone
Eat healthy
But don’t go to the grocery store often
Take vitamins
Drink wine
But too much wine will disrupt your sleep
Sleep is important to health
Scour the internet for TP, hand sanitizer and wipes
Join every Facebook group and follow every # to get real time alerts on which Target has TP in stock
Cook healthy meals for you and / or your family every day
Prepare all homeschool lessons a day in advance
Manage 2nd grade social calendar and ensure Zoom meetings aren’t hacked by creepers.
You know what I’m saying. It’s just A LOT to manage.
So back to our expert guy— he gets interrupted and he apologizes PROFUSELY. Last week, I got interrupted by my daughter last week and I apologized profusely. It’s definitely a “normal” response.
But you know what? None of this is normal— so here’s a thought.
Replace “sorry”… with “thank you”.
Thanks for your patience!
Thanks for saying hi to my kid!
Thanks for letting me see your dog!
Thanks for hanging in there with me!
Give yourself and those you work with the space and compassion to be a human being. Now is not the time to assess someone’s “executive presence”.
If we can give the permission to ourselves to be a little less perfect, we can do the same for others and be stronger after all of this is in the rear view mirror.
In the words of the Queen:
"We will succeed - and that success will belong to every one of us.”
Damn. She’s good.
And so are you.
Jean
PS: Link below to the clip. You have to.