Hard Work Ethic From My Father

In business, family friends, motivation by Michael Michelini7 Comments

I remember growing up, my dad would never let me call out sick from school. No matter how sick I was, how tired, how depressed, discouraged, or anything – I had to go to school. I won the perfect attendance award every year I can remember, from 1st grade all the way through high school. It just wasn’t accepted, missing a day of school was cheating yourself out of the education you deserve – and could not be made up.

I think back to extra curricular, I signed up for T-Ball (for those of you who don’t know, baseball for kids – so the ball is held up on a stick) . Also found out about Boy Scouts – (well Cub Scouts at the time), and I enrolled there.

Always got my homework done, My dad would pay me a bonus for each A grade I got. It was a great incentive, a cash bonus.

jim michelini florida 2008I would save up my money from allowance and the extra A grade bonus I won, and I remember I was too young to go to Toys R Us, and I had to ask my dad for a ride there. “Why do you want to go there, to give away your hard earned money”. I would want to buy a nintendo video game, or gameboy game…..and I would have to SELL IT TO HIM. It was pretty funny, while watching the evening news, I had to prepare the catalog, magazine, or flyer about the game / toy I wanted to buy. I had to explain the reason it was good, what was new about it, different about it – and if the store had a sale or special on it. I hoped I could find a store with a sale that was running out soon, in order to push him to drive me there sooner then later!

At times, I remember using alternative ways to convince him, such as saying “well, I am not buying cigarettes with this money, right!”. And the fights about him not agreeing to what I was asking, and the “as long as you are under my roof, you will follow my rules”…….which did upset me because I was too young to get a job to earn my own way – I WANTED TO EARN MY OWN WAY!

But I think the pushing from my dad helped me constantly want to fight for more. To achieve greatness. But it did annoy me, even after I was the youngest Boy Scout in Hartford Troop 105 to achieve Eagle Scout rank (i was 14, or 15, and normally you are 18 when it is achieved), there was still some other goal I needed to get. Something else that was urgent I had to achieve. I was taking college classes at night while still in high school. Trying to get AP credits to apply to my university before I even got into College! Jeeeez. On top of having a part time job, on top of high school sports (haha, I suck at sports!).

Just always, more more more. Do more. Get more, be better. I would find ways to get it done. I had to cut corners, I had to think of faster ways to achieve the goal. To get it done. To move to the next step.

It was funny, the last requirement to achieve the Eagle Rank, the highest honor in Boy Scouts, is the “board of review”. I was 14! I was still a freshman in high school – normally that is for seniors to get. The scoutmaster knew I was persistent and knew I was passing off each step to get the rank – but I was following the rules. I put my time in for the senior project. But at this BOARD OF REVIEW, I had 3 different politicians – congressmen, judges, I don’t even really remember. I went there on a weekday night in downtown hartford, Connecticut. A bit nervous, but I was giong to pass them, I didnt’ care everyone said I was too young – that was not a requirement in the list.

I sat in the city hall, waited for them to call me into the board room. I remember probably getting red in the face, it really got hot in there…..I was nervous but tried not to show it. There was 2 men and 1 woman. The woman seemed more upset that I was so young….I can remember her tone still.

And then she asked me a question, something like about love and marriage – and I said something about how you must really love the person for who they are inside – as you will grow old with them and beauty fades with time and in order to stay with them forever you have to love them for whats inside, and not just outside. The interview ended, they asked me to step outside for a while while they discussed. I re-enter the room. SHE GRILLE ME, how immature I am, that my response to how women are ugly when they are older is an example of how immature of a little boy, and that I should not pass this board review. I had to stand up for myself, I did not mean to say she was old and ugly! I somehow recovered from her fury and explained what I mean is that beauty is in the eye of the beholder and that it ripens with age but is complimented with the enjoyment of spending time talking to your mate. Something along those lines…she still wasn’t too happy, but the other 2 pushed it along and I passed. boy-scouts-troop-105

But that is just how I have to keep pushing, get it done. Pass the tests, the reviews, the interviews. The challenges then when I was young seems more clear…at least there was a clear path, a test, a goal – an achievement. In “grown up world”, its so convoluted. Maybe this is why I lose my focus. As a BIG BOY, in BIG BOY world….there isn’t any more school, there isn’t any more A,B,C,D,F grades and then you move on to the next class. You have to set your own goals…..make your own path. And there is NO END. Life never ends, and your learning and striving for excellence is never ending.

I think this is why I get so impatient, and so frustrated all the time, because I see no end. No achievements. Maybe if I set more clear goals, and milestones. But still…..its not the same as school…and there seems less AWARDS and recognition here in small business life.