Fired might be a harsh word, but as of today I no longer work at the glorious Smiley Media. Working there was really fun, and I learned some interesting things, but at the end of the day I don't think I'm really meant to work in an office.
The only part I'll really miss are the people at Smiley Media. Steve is really good at hiring interesting people, so it was fun to be in that type of atmosphere every day. Unfortunately I never really "got into" the work, and thus I wasn't nearly as effective as I should have been. I felt somewhat guilty about that the whole time, occasionally pushing myself to be more useful, but found it hard to maintain. Since I helped hire two really good employees for the company, I may still help them find more, so if you're awesome and want to work there, let me know.
Now here's the thing: Smiley was such an awesome place to work, and I still couldn't hack it. This means that there is no way I will ever get a job again. The only possible exception is a really cool experiment that I'll be conducting soon, but you'll agree that it hardly counts.
So what's next? Luckily I have two things I've been working on in my free time. The first is an ebook about pickup, which has come out very well. I'm building the web site and such for it now, and it will be released soon. The second is a really cool web site that I've talked about in the forums. I have a bunch of other good ideas too, and now I have the time to do them. Before I would literally do nothing but real work, eat, karaoke, and then work on my side projects.
Overall I'm very happy about this change. It was hard for me to be accountable to anyone else, and also difficult to not have the freedom to travel whenever I wanted. I actually did have a lot of freedom there, but I'm too used to doing my own thing. If you're reading this, you should be excited. You can expect more posts, more crazy adventures, and more cool new projects!
The only challenge now is to start something fast that will give me enough income to live until my bigger ideas come to fruition.
You seem like the type of guy who needs his freedom and can't really excel in structured enviornments. I know I feel the same way. I could never work in an office Id be bored to tears.
If you can believe it, that's actually not me. Something's fishy about it... I don't think anyone else mentioned in the book is coming to Austin.
I saw your post:
and it amuses me greatly.
At the moment... I don't have any income. Look for that to change in the next few weeks! People on the forums know what I'm talking about...
WOW, congrats! Sounds like you're going to have a lot of fun.
Best of luck (and stay out of too much danger),
Yeah, congrats. From reading your previous posts, it's obvious that you made the right decision. Looking forward to your posts about your crazy adventures.
I love failure. When it occurs, I'm pretty indifferent to it, but as a concept I love it. Failure lets you know that you're doing something wrong. It shines a light on a personality trait that needs to be fixed,one that probably would go unchanged if it weren't for failure.
People who fail and get angry are missing the point. Failure is opportunity. It's like getting angry that your car tells you you're low on gas. The indicator light isn't the problem,the level of fuel is. Further, hiding the failure doesn't solve the underlying problem. Disconnecting the indicator light won't fill up your gas tank, but filling up your gas tank will turn off the light.
During my tenure as a pickup artist, I never took failure personally. It never mattered to me. Each time I failed, I felt as though the girl had revealed a secret to me. No attractive girl is chaste her whole life, no girl is a bitch to every guy. If she didn't want me to call her, that meant that there was something unattractive about me that I had to change. Compliments and success stroke my ego, but honest critical feedback leaves me thinking for months.
I have failed financially so far. It's not that I'm poor, or anywhere close to it. I'm sure my income, net worth, or lifestyle are impressive or even enviable to a lot of people. I'm so immeasurably grateful for everything I have that I feel a tinge of guilt on a daily basis for not spending the entire day thanking everyone who has made my life so great. However, despite whatever success I have, I am not where I want to be. I will be a billionaire, I will own my own submarine and airplane, and I will spend the majority of my life traveling and seeking adventure. I'm not nearly as close as I should be to these goals, and I'm not exactly on the express train there.
First a story.
There are some mornings I wake up and immediately jump into whatever project I'm working on. It could be things for work like grading papers and emailing students. It could be projects like writing blog posts or books. It could be finding cool people to share good things. It could be exercising or watching online videos or reading blogs. Those mornings are awesome. On those mornings I'm startled by the two inches of cold coffee because I was so entranced by what I was working on.
Then there are the mornings I don't want to get out of bed. I don't want to see myself, my children or anyone else. I don't have any projects, any emails, any students. I don't have blog posts to read or write or share. I try to minimize and the best way I've found is to start a project, and this is it.
For the next 12 months I'm going to tackle an idea a month, here they are:
The inspiration for this has been from a number of sources. James Altucher writes about living your best physical, mental, spiritual, and emotional life and I've wondered if I'm doing that. Gretchen Rubin and AJ Jacobs have both written books sharing their stories about living for a year with a singular purpose, me too. I intend to stand on the shoulders of these giants, though I don't feel like that's apt. That metaphor is for physicist. I'm more like a freshman cheerleader, climbing to the top of a human pyramid because my only skill is that I'm the smallest.