It is Friday. I arrive at the 50 Beale street office of Blue Shield of California. Instead of going to my desk, I head to the ‘Collaboration and Innovation Lab’. As I step out of the elevator on 23 rd floor, I think about getting myself something to eat, but my excitement of first going to the ‘ Lab ’ (yes! we call it the Lab ) makes me turn right. As I walk past offices of our ‘C’ team, I get to catch glimpse of beautiful foggy Bay before arriving at the space we call our home for Fridays . Suddenly, I realize that Friday’s have become even happier than they used to be. As a routine, first thing I do when I step in the Lab is read Rudyard Kipling’s poem ‘If’ painted on the wall. It reminds me every day of what me and all others on the Core team aspire to be. Though what Kipling wants me to be seems ‘ideal’ and ‘unachievable’, remembering how it has made me better, makes me keep trying. After all, the spoils that will come out of this is not what I...
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