The coach shows up in a 1992 Honda Accord. His 6'4" frame towers over the little car as he emerges desperately dialing someone, anyone, to make sure he looks busy on his way to our door. He could be here to visit our clinical trial leadership. He could be here to visit the HR person to recommend a new book for the in house leadership book club. Or perhaps the director of R&D... CEO? All people he has consulted with.
Does he have another job? Night shift at Target? Does he have an office? Does he know what DNA is or an antibody? No matter. He has his skills. We're dying to know what they are. But that is not information that is shared with most. It is another secret. Because we have secrets. The coach is one. What could he be teaching a science based company?