Creating a Nincompoop-free Zone
Yesterday I was on a serious roll, making sales calls, cranking out engaging emails, writing compelling content, and generally kicking booty at work. I was rocking it like a hurricane, creating all kinds of wonderful connections and opportunities. And then, it all came crashing down. I allowed a nincompoop to block my jam. (It's not worth discussing the nuances of the "incident". We all know people who just don't know how to be a grown-up.) After wallowing in my own stew of r