by Mack Munro | | Growth, Story
It’s 6:00 AM in early 1987 and I’m getting dressed for work. I’ve just come back from 45 days of Christmas leave and it’s my first day back on the job. Except that my uniform no longer fits. Now I’m in trouble. Christmas, 1986 was one for the ages. My first wife and...
by Mack Munro | | Blog, Growth
“Most introverts are quiet because they are scared of people judging them.” “Sometimes it’s hard to find someone who truly understands the joys and challenges of being an introvert.” “As an introvert, how hard is it to be in a relationship?” I’m reading my latest...
by Mack Munro | | Growth, Story
“Mr. Munro,” the receptionist says, startling me out of my mental preparation. “He’s ready for you.” I stand up and follow her into a large office. It’s game time. It’s December 22, 1998, and I’m interviewing for my first post-Navy job. It’s for a leadership...
by Mack Munro | | Growth, Story
It’s 3:50 AM, and I’m standing outside the Ralphs grocery store on 17th Street in Santa Ana, CA. My first day on the job. A month or so ago, my mom came home from grocery shopping at that same Ralphs and discovered she had been undercharged a few dollars. She...
by Mack Munro | Nov 11, 2024 | Story
It’s 9:00 AM and I’m at the bottom of the steps to the second floor in my mom’s apartment complex in Clarksville, TN. It’s a Friday, any Friday, since I’ve had Lisa block the calendar to keep this day open so I can check in on my mom. Mom lives by herself as she has...
by Mack Munro | | Growth, Story
It’s 9:50 AM and I’m getting a little nervous. I’m wrapping up my one-hour breakout session on How to Fix a Poor Performer and Turn Them into a Superstar at the 2016 HR Florida conference in Orlando. This session is based on my most recent book and as soon as my...
by Mack Munro | | Growth, Story
It’s December 5, 1983, at 5:30 in the evening and I’m on a bus traveling from Los Angeles down to San Diego. The day started early. I woke up at 3:00 AM and quietly left the house I grew up in for the last time. As a boy anyway. I’m on my way to Navy boot camp. I...
by Mack Munro | | Uncategorized
Two hours before kickoff, I’m getting amped up for the game. Back in Black by AC/DC is playing, and I can feel the rush of adrenaline and a little rage. This is the first game of the season. But it’s not my season. It’s my son’s. He’s sleeping soundly in the back...
by Mack Munro | | Growth, Story
I’m sorting through a plastic bag filled with old papers, booklets, brochures, newspaper clippings, and photos. My eyes are watering, not because anything is sentimental, but because it’s so dusty. This is a bag of Malcolm’s Greatest Hits according to my mom. She...
