Wearing a fresh shine on his shoes, a suit his wife gave him on
graduation day and a determined look on his face, Brian stood outside
his new office. It wasn't the corner office, but it looked pretty good to
him. The smell of new leather from his chair and the warm glow of
sunshine streaming through the window greeted him as he positioned
his alligator briefcase on the corner of his mahogany desk.
Click, click. Brian opened his briefcase and took out three items--a
hammer, a nail and his college degree. "Hello, Brian." Mr. Pensky,
Brian's new boss said as he extended his right hand, "Welcome to Acme
Widget, Inc." Still holding the hammer, Brian reached out to shake his
employer's hand. "Excuse me, sir," Brian said, noticing his mistake. He
sat the hammer on his desk, shook Mr. Pensky's hand and said, "It's
good to be here sir."
Mr. Pensky smiled, and turned to leave. As he was walking out of
the room he said, "We'll be having a staff meeting at 10:00 this morning
in the conference room, I'll introduce you to everybody then."
"I'm sorry, sir, but that won't work for me." Mr. Pensky spun,
reentered the room and stood motionless in his grey flannel suit. "What
do you mean that won't work for you?"
"We'll," Brian explained, "I'm planning on leaving the office around
9:30 this morning to go fishing with some friends. You know what they
say, 'it isn't the quantity, but the quality of time that matters.' I
spending much time in the office while I'm working for you, but I assure
you the time I spend will be high quality."
It takes more than quality time to keep a job, and it takes more
than quality time to raise a family. It takes real time --
of quality and quantity.