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12: Twelve inches busting
11: Eleven gooners gooning
10: Ten booms-a-bringin
9: Nine sigmas mogging
8: Eight gyatts-a-clappin
7: Seven moldy lunchlys
6: Six skibidi slicers
5: Five gas station blumpkins
4: Four flickergoons
3: Three Fortnite carts
2: Two munt buddies
1: A hawk tuah spit on that thing
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Not because I was hungry. Not because I deserved it. But because it was there—and sometimes, leadership is exactly like that.
Here’s what I learned:
Each slice was different. Some had more cheese. Some had a little too much crust. But I appreciated every one of them. Just like a good leader values every team member, even if they bring different strengths (or toppings) to the table.
The first slice was easy. The last one? A challenge. But I pushed through. Leadership isn’t about doing the easy stuff—it’s about finishing strong, even when you’re full of doubt (and pepperoni).
I also paused halfway through to reflect: Am I making the right choices? Leaders do this too. They pause. They reassess. And sometimes, they grab extra napkins.
So yes, I ate a pizza last night.
And in those cheesy, saucy moments—I became a better leader.