“Think like an immigrant. Act like an artisan.”
To “think like an immigrant”… where nothing is owed to me. Nothing promised. There’s no legacy spot awaiting me, and I’m not owed a job, a title bump, or a promotion. That no matter what or who I was yesterday, I’m brand new here, today. So I better plan to work harder than I ever have before to achieve my goals.
And to act, “like an artisan”. In the middle-ages, before mass production, every pair of shoes, every saddle, tool and utensil were made by hand. All one-off productions. By a creator, called an artisan. Artisans took great pride in their work, and would carve their initials into each piece they created.
Regardless of what we’ve accomplished, nothing is owed to us. Yesterday is gone, and we must earn today. And in everything we do, let’s take so much care that we could proudly etch our name into the side of our work for the world to see. We are humble, we are hungry, and we are the hardest damn workers in the room.