Here's something about me. I don't have time for bullshit.

I've endured more than enough of it in my life. I'm sure most of us have. But ever since I grew wise enough to know that I control my own destiny, I've aimed to suffer as little bullshit as possible.

When I see bullshit on the horizon I steer clear.

If I'm in the same room with bullshit, I make a hasty exit.

If I happen to accidentally step in bullshit... well... I guess it depends on how much I like the shoes. Cut and run? Or take the time to clean them up?

Bullshit + Friends

Generally, my real friends call bullshit if they see it. I appreciate that and try to return the favor.

Bullshit + Work

Unfortunately, in the course of serving the greater mission of my business, bullshit may be encountered. There are 2 types of bullshit here. Small stinkers and huge piles of steaming BS. So far it's just been extremes for me. I've yet to encounter what I'd classify as a medium variety.

Small stinkers are ok if they squeak by without much discomfort. But if they sit around for a while... they really get nauseating. Then just cut and run man... cut and run....

For big steaming piles... I don't care... I don't need your business that much.... I do a 180 and walk away.

Bullshit + Family

Well some family bs is pretty bad. I ignore some, I avoid some. Shit's not as bad as it was back in the day. Though I might only think that because I've become good at avoiding and ignoring it.

Bullshit in my own home.... THAT must be dealt with. Thankfully, there's not much, usually. But when there is... the only thing that matters is clearing it out. Everything else is expendable.

Bullshit + Life

I have a pretty simple behavior model. Imagine the future, take stock of the present, take steps to remove the disparity between the two images. Rinse, repeat, enjoy. Always remember to enjoy.

If something or someone doesn't fit the future image... phase out or avoid. Focus on what does fit and you'll find more of it.

If we're not growing, we're dying.

We're always changing anyway, why not make it a change for the better?

It doesn't seem like a bad way to live to me. It frustrates me to see people hurting, unhappy or unfulfilled and just sitting in it.

What do they get from it? Why is it better to them, to sit there and complain by word or by action, than to do something else?