Returning from Sydney, Australia, I feel myself tighten up as I'm leaving the airport in Newark. Everything seems faster, more intense, and less livable.
I look around at the people in other cars. They are focused. Isn't being focused a positive in life?
I look again.
They are not focused as much as driven. I stop for gas. I smile at the man talking with his small daughter as she leans out of the car window. He is not talking, he is yelling. The little girl pops down in her car seat and then pops up again. She is maybe three years old and ready for a game of hide and seek.
He yells again.
I stop smiling and watch. He yells profanities. The little girl laughs. Does she even know what little bitch means? I doubt it.
He goes over and opens the car door and swats her…. hard.
I want to stop him. I am not part of his family and my inclination is to look the other way.
The little three year old is crying loud tears.
I teach leadership development and talk about "he or she who remains silent is guilty too". Our Total Leadership Connections program encourages strong and decisive leadership. Yet, this is not my family, someone in my organization.
I have to decide.
My tank is full and I could just so easily be on my way.
Let me know. Tomorrow I will tell you what I did (or did not do).