Forgetting My Age

I have to make a conscious effort to forget my age. Any thought of my age does nothing but inspire fear. That’s as true at 48 (in situations like mine) as it is at 22. Focusing on, “People will think I’m too old” or “People will think I’m too young” distracts from, “I’m awesome” and “Look at this great work I’m doing.”

If they think you’re too young or too old, you don’t want to work for them.

The Marvel Studios film Black Panther opens today. Ryan Coogler, the director, is 31-years-old. Think about the trust and responsibility they gave him — and I’m sure he was 29 or so when hired. He was 29, by the way, when Creed (Rocky 7 for those of you keeping count) opened. He got both of those gigs based on his little film, Fruitvale Station, which opened when he was 27-years-old.

Reading that, you could think (like I did), “Damn, look how much he accomplished when he was 20-27 years younger than me” or … you could not think about it all. Obviously, he wasn’t thinking about it. He was too busy kicking ass to think about it.