I mentioned before I’m enrolled in Metro State University of Denver’s Meritus Scholars program. Spring term, I took an 8-week, men’s health care course, “Aging Warriors”. It focuses on what makes older men tick; designed for undergraduates to learn about men like me. Good luck!
I attended a related lecture on campus about the decline of men in health care careers. Classroom #230 is located in the “West Building”. I entered under the overhead walkway that connects the West Building to the Arts Building. Inside, I discovered the stairways in the West Building were blocked due to construction. I walked the entire first floor halls and even went out a side door to see if there was some other way to get to the second floor. I double checked the invitation email to ensure I had the right building and room number. After wandering for some 30 minutes, I started to leave.
Going back the way I came in and standing under that overhead walkway, I paused to get my bearings. That’s when … you got it:
I (finally) went into the Arts building. Took the stairs to the second floor. I crossed the walkway from the Arts Building to the West Building bypassing the construction. I arrived in time for the lecture because, thankfully, I had left early. I always leave early. I get lost a lot.
I’m clueless about many things. When Lisa DiCarlo was writing this, I think she had a man (maybe me) in mind:
The Know-Nothing:
This is that clueless user who looks in vain for the “Any Key” when his computer prompts him to “Hit Any Key."
Following the lecture, I paused in the second floor hallway to get my bearings. A young man from the Aging Warriors class came up, he was a bit confused on exiting. (So it’s not just we Q Tips!) He mentioned it took him a half hour to find the second floor classroom, too. We chuckled at our cluelessness. Of course, being men we didn’t stop anyone and ask for directions. Nope, that’s not what men do. Men align with Murphy:
Murphy's Paradox:
Doing it the hard way is always easier.
Unknown Sage
We both found our way out of the building and went our separate ways. I was early for my next class, so I stopped in the library cafeteria for a snack. Reflecting on yet another bout of cluelessness, I smiled remembering this mantra I picked up years ago (from a man, no doubt):
I’m lost, but I’m making good time.
I was with that same young man in the afternoon’s men’s health class. When he arrived we made eye contact and smiled. Yep, he was learning what makes Aging Warriors like me tick. Careful what you ask for!
GAP
When life gets tough we could get a helmet… or… we could leverage the peace and share the power of a positive perspective.






