Brainstorming. I’m searching for skills. “What are you good at?”

The question repeats itself. I can’t concentrate.

What I’m good at and what I do are different things. What I need to be doing is a different thing entirely. I need to be working on the Hall Diversity Program. I have some ideas to run with, but I need Jason to design them on the computer since he is so much better with technology than I am. I need Alicia to get a list of stores together, since she enjoys shopping so much more than me. I have a meeting with Maria, who knows so much more about diversity education.
Yeah, everybody has got their skill. And here I am trying to write about mine when I should be meeting with them to use their skills for my program.

It hits me.

My skill is realizing other peoples’ skills. Further yet, I am good at getting them to use those skills for things I need to get done. I am a delegator. I know what I want and need, find the person who can do that thing well, and then I get them to do it for me in the way I want.
I guess that may be seen as bossy, but I have never gotten told that. Instead, people seem to be excited about using their skills. People enjoy having a purpose; when there is an event that requires everybody’s efforts, but certain people don’t know how to contribute, they seem thankful being asked to do a poster or make a list.

I help people identify their skills.
I create opportunities for using those skills.
I…sort of….give people a purpose. Everybody wants to feel important, which I help to happen. As a result, I feel satisfied in the success of the event.
I am great at delegating.
Maybe I should move to Cuba.