Often, my wife asks me: “Over the years and in your different jobs, who was your favorite boss?” I’d answer “Tough question! I don’t really know…” What it meant was that one or another wasn’t bad, but I didn’t learn much from him or her.
As you know mentoring is an extremely essential benefit of being bossed around, and I must admit that none of my former bosses were good at that. In fact, they wouldn’t have even known how to start mentoring the people working for them.They seemed to have hired some kind of expertise and were to happy to extract some productivity out of them without having to spend time coaching or guiding them well towards reaching important company goals.
This pretty reflected how I felt about the subject and my lackluster way of addressing my spouse’s question. Deep inside, I kind of knew that there was a more obvious response to it, but I just couldn’t see it and express it. That was until just a couple of days ago it hit me like a ton of bricks. I realized that through my entire career my best boss had simply been me.
That may sound pretentious, but please, read on. In a huge way when I was managing my own ski industry distribution company in the 80s and 90s and to a lesser degree when I was a ski instructor in Avoriaz, France, I felt that having me as a boss was swell. In those days, I was in charge, I had full mastery of my destiny and was less disappointed in myself than I would be with all my other bosses on the many occasions I’d venture on the other side of the fence.
On my own, I would define my goals, refine and modify them as needed, and evolve by espousing the circumstances and the terrain. When needed, I would also become my own coach, improve on that very special skill and refine it as well. I was fulfilled, happy and in control of my conditions and my fate. This wouldn’t come even close to my relationship of dependency from a boss who would not measure to my expectations.
What a quantum difference!






