The principal of my High School was a large, serious man named Mr. Snodgrass.
And, no, I am not making that up. As I was nearing graduation, Mr.
Snodgrass tried to give me some helpful advice. "Perhaps," he said with
gravitas, "you should go into Accounting. You know, to have something
to fall back on if this whole art thing doesn't work out."
I think about this suggestion at odd times--once while scribing at the
Pentagon in a vault/room five stories below ground; once while a CEO of
a Fortune 50 company asks what business school I graduated from; and,
once this week, while presenting to a graduate level class at the
Carnegie Mellon Heinz School of Business.
The irony is that, professionally speaking, I am still doing what I did
at age seventeen. Back in the Reagan 1980s, I was scribbling quotes
from Monty Python's The Meaning of Life in the end pages of my
English Lit book. These days, I'm doodling while people struggle with
complex issues facing their organizations and the world at large.
During the lecture to the CMU students (using my trusty Neuland walls,
of course!), I asked the group how they felt the school should teach
Entrepreneurship, especially in the growing field of "social
enterprise".