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MJ mentioned when I was getting ready to speak to that college class that instances like this motivation from the cell phone policy won't help you succeed as an entrepreneur, but they do serve as a catalyst kick in the a$$ to get you frustrated to the point where you will take the requisite risks to go your own way.
The moment you decide that you're not going to spend the rest of your life working for someone else (not just wish it but really resolve as to what your game plan is to get there) than work becomes more of a game. You can take the blows easier when you have an end game that is bigger than them. You can smile through the bullshit. You can deal with the games, and the politics, and the manipulations. They will wonder why your attitude is so great... and it will actually help you be a better employee. Your end game is bigger. Bigger than your job. Bigger than them.
If a miserable existence is just a stepping stone towards the rest of life, than getting up Monday morning and going back into the office for another week at the grind becomes tolerable. They're now part of YOUR plan vs. you being part of theirs. They're now just a tool you are using to take in an income for today, while you need it for today, while you work on your end game.
Then comes the day. Your freedom day. The day you are able to walk away from it. On the freedom day, you don't need their paycheck any more. That becomes literally the best day of your life. On that day, you hold all the cards. Do you stay? It's up to you. Do you leave? It's up to you. Do you milk the paycheck until they push you out the door? Up to you. It's the last move in the game.
Freedom. Your freedom date. You can get there. It starts with your own resolve. Intestinal fortitude to create your own ending. Makes things like your employers cell phone policy tolerable. Just part of the game, but now it's your game. You want me to do that? OK. You want me to come in at 7:30AM tomorrow? OK. You want me to... OK. Smiling.
This is my world. I am just allowing you to play in my sandbox for a while while I use your money to create my end game. 5 years now, when I come back here, you'll still be here. Passing out cell phone policies to new employees. That's who you are. It's not who I am. This is not where I end... it's where life began for me.
The moment you decide that you're not going to spend the rest of your life working for someone else (not just wish it but really resolve as to what your game plan is to get there) than work becomes more of a game. You can take the blows easier when you have an end game that is bigger than them. You can smile through the bullshit. You can deal with the games, and the politics, and the manipulations. They will wonder why your attitude is so great... and it will actually help you be a better employee. Your end game is bigger. Bigger than your job. Bigger than them.
If a miserable existence is just a stepping stone towards the rest of life, than getting up Monday morning and going back into the office for another week at the grind becomes tolerable. They're now part of YOUR plan vs. you being part of theirs. They're now just a tool you are using to take in an income for today, while you need it for today, while you work on your end game.
Then comes the day. Your freedom day. The day you are able to walk away from it. On the freedom day, you don't need their paycheck any more. That becomes literally the best day of your life. On that day, you hold all the cards. Do you stay? It's up to you. Do you leave? It's up to you. Do you milk the paycheck until they push you out the door? Up to you. It's the last move in the game.
Freedom. Your freedom date. You can get there. It starts with your own resolve. Intestinal fortitude to create your own ending. Makes things like your employers cell phone policy tolerable. Just part of the game, but now it's your game. You want me to do that? OK. You want me to come in at 7:30AM tomorrow? OK. You want me to... OK. Smiling.
This is my world. I am just allowing you to play in my sandbox for a while while I use your money to create my end game. 5 years now, when I come back here, you'll still be here. Passing out cell phone policies to new employees. That's who you are. It's not who I am. This is not where I end... it's where life began for me.
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