I didn’t want to write a 9/11 post, to try and put such a huge event in the context of my tiny corporate blog.
But I had a conversation with some colleagues and family over the weekend, and I thought it would be useful to record one piece of information about that day.
I remember many things about that day, sitting here at EMC in Hopkinton.  But one thing that stuck with me over the years is that my manager at the time gave me a hard time about leaving at mid-day to be with my wife, who had been sent home from her work in a high-rise building (if you remember, many high-rise buildings were closed and their employees sent home) and really didn’t feel comfortable being alone.
I’m sure we were working on something really important that day. I’m sure that manager did what they felt was best for the corporation on that day.
I have no idea what I was working on that day. But I do remember exactly how that interaction felt. And I remember how absurd that feeling is, in the context of the world-changing events that took place on that day.
It’s a lesson as a manager I carry forward. I write this not to call out my previous manager but to remind all of us as managers that the world is bigger than our deadlines.
