So, this phrase, ‘boxing turning stone’. Probably sounds a bit weird. It’s something that stuck in my head during this whole process I went through recently. Thought I’d jot down how it went, the whole messy business.
The Stone Part
It started with this task I got handed. Looked simple on paper, you know? Fix a process, make it smoother. But man, it turned into a real monster. Everything was stuck. Every time I tried to push it forward, I hit a wall. Like, a solid, immovable rock wall. People involved were dug in, the system was old, documentation was junk. Felt like trying to chip away at granite with a plastic spoon. Nothing budged. Absolutely nothing.
Honestly, it felt useless. Just a big, dumb stone sitting there, blocking the path. And I was supposed to move it? Yeah, right.
The Boxing Part
Okay, so first, I did the normal things. Talked to folks, tried to understand their point of view. Looked for quick fixes. Standard stuff. Got nowhere fast. It was like everyone agreed it was a problem, but nobody wanted to actually do anything that might change their part.
So I had to start boxing, right? Not literally punching, obviously. But just relentlessly pushing. Trying different angles.
- First round: Tried logic. Charts, data, showing how things could be better. Bounced right off.
- Second round: Tried finding small cracks. Little things I could change without needing massive approval. Some worked, tiny little wins. Most hit another hidden wall.
- Third round: Just sheer persistence. Showing up. Asking the same questions again. Nudging. Following up relentlessly. Like jabs, you know? Not powerful, but constant.
A lot of this felt like shadow boxing. Wasting energy. People probably thought I was crazy or just annoying. Days turned into weeks. I spent hours digging through old files, making calls, trying to piece together how this tangled mess even got started. Most days, I felt like I was just hitting the stone, making my own hands sore, and the stone didn’t even notice. It was frustrating as hell. Almost packed it in more than once. Why bother, right? Let the stone sit there.
The Turning Part
But you keep hitting it. You keep jabbing. And then, something weird happened. It wasn’t one big punch that did it. It was after one of those small, annoying jabs – a follow-up email about a tiny detail I’d asked about weeks ago. Suddenly, this one person replied differently. They saw a tiny connection to something they wanted fixed. And just like that, a little piece chipped off the stone.
It wasn’t much. But it was movement. The stone hadn’t shattered, but it had turned, just a bit. Enough to get a lever in. Enough to show others that movement was possible. After that, things didn’t get easy, not at all. Still heavy lifting. But it wasn’t an immovable object anymore. It was just a big, heavy problem we could actually start rolling forward, bit by bit.
So yeah, ‘boxing turning stone’. It’s not about breaking the rock with one mighty blow. It’s about the endless, annoying, persistent jabs. Finding that tiny leverage point, making it turn just enough. That’s what I logged down from this whole thing anyway. Just keep punching, even if it feels useless. Sometimes, the stone eventually turns.
