

It doesn’t have to define us and we all deserve a little latitude. Just a few days ago, NBA star Giannis Antetokounmpo explained why an entire season was not a failure because they lost the playoffs.Įllen Weiss skills up business leaders in the art of telling a succinct and relatable story. It reminds me (and hopefully you) to always leave space for someone who may be having a bad day. The details are easy to recall today because it felt so intense and hopeless. When I got back to my room, I called my husband and cried. Wonderful from Shark Tank appear kind and forgiving. I delivered my presentation and tried to deflect questions and jokes about my “situation” while all I wanted to do was crawl into bed. I got back to the hotel and showered before putting on my new clothes and raced to the meeting rooms. We purchased a sweater, pants, underwear, hairbrush and a pair of shoes in under an hour. She kindly told me to meet her in the hotel lobby at 10am when the shops opened. I contacted the secretary of our Country Manager in Germany to alert the team that I was delayed.

The airlines said to go to the hotel and it should be delivered in 24-48 hours. Even worse- my luggage was nowhere to be found. It was 7:30 am and the meetings started at 9am. I arrived in Germany (could not fall asleep entire flight) a day after my colleagues. I made arrangements to take the flight the following night, took my antibiotics and passed out. Of course, traffic was insane and once home, I found my passport- but realized I didn’t have enough time to get back and make the same flight. After taking apart my bag and briefcase, it was clear I didn’t have it and I had to return home. The concierge asked for my passport.Ĭrap. I arrived at the JFK Business Lounge and found 3 of my colleagues already there. It was a leadership team meeting of 12 from around the world and we each had critical information to exchange and consider. By the time I left for the airport I had a fever of 103 and felt awful. I had been sick for days and the morning of my flight I was diagnosed with bronchitis and given a prescription for antibiotics.

It was many years ago (but feels like yesterday) when I missed a flight from New York to Osnabrück, Germany.
