Even though I know that this will make him uncomfortable, I am going to take the plunge and admit it.
I want to be Jim Napolitano.
If you work at Organic, you may know Jim as a hard-working, professional guy. A group director of engagement management. A true Excel genius.
While I admire these qualities, this is not the Jim whom I aspire to be.
This is the Jim I aspire to be: an animal lover, insomniac and all around great guy.
Jim works hard all weekend – with his Carhart jacket on, he’s got a giant level, and he composts.
Jim has many animals that are nurtured by his veterinarian wife, and fed and cared for by Jim, who gets up before 5 a.m. to tend to them. Because he doesn’t sleep.
I am awake at 5 a.m., because I am neurotic and anxious and I have trouble sleeping. Jim is awake because he has chickens to feed and horses to shoe and goats to herd.
Also, there is a donkey.
When building his fancy chicken coop, he couldn’t get the high-tech automatic chicken coop door opener to function properly. So he scheduled a conference call with the inventor of the door. And together they solved the problem.
Jim successfully account managed the chickens.
As a weekend project, Jim remodeled his kitchen and it is beautiful. If you visit his kitchen, you will notice the incredible shine on the countertop. Even the fruit in the bowl is perfect.
Do you know what my project was that weekend? Eating a whole bag of peanut M&Ms in the bathtub while watching back episodes of 30 Rock on my laptop (placed on the toilet).
And did I mention his goats?
A goat just happened to wander into Jim’s yard. And now it belongs to Jim and his family. Which is amazing. Apparently, though, you need to inoculate a goat if you’re going to keep it.
Here is the conversation that’s going on right now in our Detroit office:
Emily H.: Did Jim tell you about when they tried to inoculate the goat?
Me: Yeah, didn’t he have to get him to faint?
Emily: He was hiding behind a wood pile and jumping out at him for two hours.
Me: But didn’t the goat not faint, and he had to wrestle him to the ground and hold him there while his wife gave it the shots?
Jason Y.: I heard the goat fainted after it got the shots.
Emily: Really? I think he said that it also faints it if you open an umbrella really fast.
Jason: His wife said she tried it and it didn’t work.


I want to be Jim too!
You’re lovely just the way you are, Gail.
But I can’t say that I blame you.
I just learned a whole new level of Jim goodness. Jim, we dont have goats and chickens in SF, but we are willing to learn. Teach us, Obi-wan.