New Years Eve 2004 - Canada
I remember waking up on the ground with a crowd of people standing around me in the middle of the street. A stranger was forcing me to stay on the ground while an ambulance made its way through traffic.
As they put me in the ambulance I started to understand that I was hit by a car as I tried to walk across the street into the bar.
After I declined an ambulance trip to the hospital for stitches, my friends helped me into the pub; my destination that evening. I remember the bouncer letting us go into the bar ahead of other people. I remember a bunch of Canadians buying me Molsons to ease the pain. I remember looking like a hobbit, covered in blood and mud, trying regain feeling back in my face as people took pictures with me.
The only take away from this (other than look both ways before you cross the street) ...is the fact that people enjoy seeing a man take a beating and get back up to finish a beer.
To many, scars are commendable. In a way, it says "I've been there". Some scars are earned.
Throughout the four years of getting GoNextWorld to what it is today, you can bet we have had our own kind of scars. From gathering any bit of money ....to finding the right person to add to the team roster...scars are inevitable. They all teach you a lesson in one way or another.
And that is what separates great businesses from others. Some earn their scars...some never do.
As the New Year arrives, we wont ever forget those that helped us get to our current destination.
When we get to the real destination, there will be a beer/chocolate milk waiting with your name on it....
2013 is going to be fun.... For auld lang syne, my dear...
