21 January 2007

Inspiration in a Small American Town

It has been almost 9 months since my last post, and almost 9 months since I started my new job at Accenture. Until now, I thought the reason I hadn’t written anything during that time was because I was too busy. I now realize it was because I lacked inspiration…

I joined Accenture for many reasons, the most important of which was the opportunity to work internationally, on a variety of projects in a variety of countries. However, the more I learned about the way projects got staffed, the more discouraged I became. Although I was able to find out about some projects happening in other countries, I didn't have any opportunities to spend time with the people who might be staffing those projects.

I learned more in the first 6 months at Accenture--things that will contribute to my success in life and my career-- than I had learned in the prior 2 years working and taking MBA night classes. However, I had yet to make any real connections with the people at Accenture. While my intellect was feasting, my emotion was starving.

Then, last week at Accenture's training center in St. Charles, Illinois, I had the opportunity to spend time with the most diverse, most interesting group of people I have met in a very long time. I met people who work for Accenture in Australia, Austria, Brazil, Canada, Finland, France, Germany, Holland, India, Luxembourg, Singapore, South Africa, Spain, Sweden, UK, and US.

I had but a few hours of sleep peppered throughout the week, electing instead to spend time talking, drinking, and playing games with my new friends. Each night we learned about each other's culture and traditions, and shared funny and embarassing stories until the early morning hours.The temporary exhaustion I felt by the end of the week was a small price to pay for the more sustainable energy and passion I now have for the company and its people.

As if it weren't enough to have a great week and meet lots of new friends, I came home on Friday evening to the aroma of homemade soup simmering on the stove. It was one of my husband's own creations--delicious beef stock he made from scratch (flavored with parmesan rind, no less) with onion, parsnip, fennel, carrots, and barley. He commented that the reason the soup was so "simple" was that he hadn't been to the supermarket all week and had few ingredients to work with.

Life is good.

3 comments:

Clouzot said...

This week was great fun too, many cultures, a lot of energy reloading my batteries.

Francois said...

Sometimes I feel quite old but... have you ever had such a good time in St Charles ? ;-)

Hope to see you in Paris my sexiest beer buddy!

Rajarshi said...

In fact i am cursing myself for going off to bed early on a couple of days on that week... if i were to stay up till later.. i would have met more people like you.. or probably not!
I have "never ever" played drinking games there are so much fun!! :-) (and i know no one will be able to drink to that!)

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