Kids Today… WTF?!

Seriously, what the fuck is wrong with kids today? There is a total lack of respect with kids in society today and the world is completely screwed. Multiple times over this Christmas holiday off work I have been out at stores and have seen children screaming at their parents and back talking like it was no big deal. Then I see the parents just laugh and brush it off like their kid is a fucking angel?!

These kids need a swift kick in their asses before the cruel world knocks them down. I am in my mid-thirties and never in my entire childhood could I have gotten away with talking to my parents so disrespectfully.

The world is screwed if these kids are “the future”…. SMH

2017 In Closing

Well, all in all 2017 was a pretty good year for us and simply wanted to update the world on where everyone was in three categories that actually matter….

Family. Friends. Professions.

Family: All of us are doing great right now. Everyone that has kids, they’re still alive. All of us that are married, are still married. All of us that have been single, are still single and living it up.

Friends: I would say all of us definitely made some new friends this year by means of our working professions. As a privately held company we try to stick with working with clients that we actually can relate to and build a relationship with. We are a very long term company, not just a “one-pump-chump” take your money and go kind of firm, so we thrive on those relationships and most of our clients actually become our good friends.

Professions: A year like no other for just about anyone i would say. This year was booming on Wall Street as well as in the private sectors which had been a tremendously encouraging thing to see given the current state of the Government. Not, please don’t start with left wing/right wing bullshit. Simply stating the facts here, and it’s refreshing to see. There has been a sudden boom in all markets across the Country with newly acquired capital and it has turned into jobs for many individuals and i love to see that.

In closing, 2017 wasn’t a total piece of shit. But it could have been better. Very thankful for the fruits of the year, but still we could have moved bigger mountains.

Wishing everyone a safe New Years and a prosperous 2018!

Be Bold!

Being bold is often looked at as being pushy or being politically incorrect, and in most cases rude. In most all social circumstances the person who is the “outspoken” friend who says what they want and states their mind is the rude one or is also classified as the “bitchy girlfriend”.

Never in my professional experience have i encountered being bold as being a negative thing when it comes to pursing what you want. Think of all the big tech giants out there, and all of the greatest innovators of our generations, they all didn’t take no for an answer and they were bold.

Being bold can get you the meeting with the perspective client you’re looking for, get you the raise you’ve been wanting, or even provide you with the ability to get your child into the private school your wife has been eyeballing for years.

Never be afraid to be bold and get what you want no matter the setting or situation.

Being bold exudes confidence.

Be confident. Be bold.

Think like you’re RICH!

I am sure all of us can name a few of these people in our lives that thrive for the easy way out. A lot of us can relate to having the one employee that simply tries to do as little as possible, only caring about themselves, and not the additional burden then place on their co-workers.

Additionally, many of us know the parents that simply stick an iPad in front of their child and treat it like a babysitter, and then there’s those people that always seem to get tied up in “hard times” because of the life decisions they make.

No matter who the person is or the situations surrounding their “Easy out”, 95% of the time the easiest way out it actually the hardest and with the most consequences. The shitty employee will eventually have all of the other employees turn on them, the bad parent will eventually have a child with behavioral problems, and the individual with the “hard times” will keep having hard times because of their bullshit life decisions.

A long time ago a professor told me that the only difference between rich people and poor people was they way they looked at life. He told us this at the very beginning of the semester and we all looked at him like he was some sort of insensitive jerk-off with little or no compassion. Then as he began to teach the class, it turns out he was right…. Think about it. The only difference between rich people and poor people is the fact that the rich look at a problem and find a solution, they’re solutions people. They thrive on solutions as the solutions can make their lives easier, and their is a direct correlation to them finding a solution and them having the ability to make more money. Now think about the poor person, they simply accept a bad hand of cards, put their shoulders down and say “well, it’s just not my time”… Note: a really good way to spot this person is to look for the person that blames everyone else’s success on “luck”… It’s not luck when you make it for yourself!

The easy way is never taken by the rich, because they’re always looking for solutions. If the rich do have the means of taking the easy way, it’s because they’ve made it easy for themselves.

Never look for the easy way out, it will only begin to shape your character in a way that will keep you comfortably living paycheck-to-paycheck.

Financial Wealth!

Most everyone defines wealth in their own way. Some people define wealth as financial, some define it with family, and others define it with their careers.

All in all however you define it, I’m still a firm believer in financial wealth being a byproduct of your family and your career. If you’ve got a supportive family and a good career, the means of financial wealth will eventually come your way. What you decide to do with it once it comes to you, is really what sets you apart from everyone else.

Some people take it and blow it on a new boat, others take it and spend it on a new fancy car, others nest it away to ensure it’s a cushion for their family, and they keep their head down and spirits up.

Let your financial wealth be a byproduct of the rest of your life, and your life will always be full of the things that matter!

Labor Day – Who & Why

This past weekend we took our families out on the lake for a nice long weekend to simply cap off the summer in one last big bash. Here in the South though, there is this thing called “fall break”, which is honestly a bullshit school holiday where teachers and student get to take time off before a month and half of crunch time.

While on the lake you see all of the typical individuals you would expect. Everyone there is broken up into these categories…

  • Successful men that bought a family boat for their families to enjoy
  • Men that over-finances a boat for their families to enjoy
  • Rednecks that bought something for themselves to enjoy
  • Rental boaters who simply want to trash what everyone else has worked hard for

Labor day in itself has always been something that I have perceived as a nice break at the end of summer to celebrate some nice grind-time at the office. The first 3 categories of these boaters, i can say in some form or fashion do deserve to celebrate labor day….

There is one group of these boaters who simply are parasites and they always seems to be consistently the same types of people. The rental boaters are typically showing up with a group of about 8-16 individuals to rent a boat that can legally hold 7 people. The result is now two watercraft that have idiots driving them. Now, i understand some of you may be thinking why i call them such things, but when you show up to rent a boat and you’re sucking on a pacifier and you’re in your early 20’s…. You have no leg to stand on.

Typically, on the lake there’s the experienced boaters and then these rental folks who ruin it for everyone who come out rolling on molly with their 1-hitters in their pockets like they’re going to a 311 concert. I can appreciate both of those things, but when those things can cause harm to my family or put my family in danger, you can go fuck yourself.

It seems like every fucking weekend there’s the same TYPE of people showing up to rent boats, the same type of people who do not respect themselves to even begin respecting others, or other people’s property.

If they don’t respect themselves, how the hell can you expect them to respect someone else’s property or be mindful of someone else’s life?

House Calls!

Got a hilarious telephone call from one of my college buddies and had to share it.

Blake is one of our friends who was the ring leader of our party circle. We would do everything together in high school, college, grad school, etc. This guy was literally the co-pilot to all of our greatest fuck ups. Literally.

Blake met a wonderful gal while in grad school and married her. They now have three kids, live in a very affluent neighborhood, and he has a job as a doctor that works on rich people. Literally, he makes house calls for rich people that don’t want to GO to the doctor. Needless to say, with his clientele he deals with a lot of absent minded individuals.

He calls to share a story with me about one of his clients that calls him at 11PM at night screaming because her six year old son is up screaming that his stomach hurts, and she thinks it could be something “more”. Whatever more is…

So, Blake takes the house call and heads over to their house, which luckily is only a few neighborhoods over from Blake. Luckily, his wife is very understanding and allows him to leave for all of these silly house calls. (Many of his clients are public figures, sports stars, etc. so almost ALL of his calls are house calls)

Blake gets to the house, pushes the call box at the gate, and they let him in.

Walks up to the house, and the Mom comes out (with cocktail in hand) screaming at Blake to hurry up and help her son who is upstairs and in lots of pain.

She escorts him upstairs to her son’s room and then leaves.

He finds this boy sitting on the shitter playing his game-boy. The kid who will remain nameless, looks at Blake while still playing game boy and shitting….. and goes “Hey man. I’m fine. I told my mom my ass was on fire because we had Mexican tonight, and she decided to call you”

At this point Blake is dying laughing and tells him “But you mom called and said you were in lots of pain and you were screaming”…..

The kids reply “Yeah, i was screaming at my Game Boy”

 

SMH.

Cut your losses!

Everyone needs to know when to cut their losses.

No matter personal or professional we all have losses that we all need to cut. It sometimes takes us getting our feelings and pride thrown up in our faces, but we need to have it thrown in our faces sooner than later.

In your professional lives if we keep an employee on staff for too long because we like them, we end up bleeding money on someone because we have blind hope that it will work out for the sake of our own pride, as well as the desire to see your employees succeed.

In our personal lives if you are not losing friends, you are not growing. True friends will understand your growth and will be only a phone call away. This is very true and it takes a lot of guts to realize this in our personal lives because our friends and personal interactions are what keeps us centered and bring us comfort.

If you have the same best friends for 10-20 years, you likely haven’t grown. Try to make yourself change and adapt. Change is necessary for growth, as a seed does not stay a seed.

Good Book! Read it!

This will be quick, as i don’t have much time today with how hectic work has been the past two weeks. Unfortunately, it does not show any signs of letting up which is also a blessing and a curse!

I stumbled upon a book called Living With a Seal by Jesse Itzler, and it was recommended to me by one of by buddies who actually knows Jesse in some weird way. He said that it is by far one of the funniest reads because of the way the book is written, and if you grew up in the 70’s  or 80’s  due to the mindset of the book, you’ll find it even funnier because of how our parents were. There’s a bunch of stuff that as an adult you can easily look over, and lose sight of. This book was a good reset for me, and likely will be for many other people.

Growing up my parents had a very “militarily” style of parenting, which made me and my brother very strong people. There was never a day of feeling down on yourself, or a day or not making your bed, getting up late, not doing chores, and not being a good person. Point blank, every day you had objectives, and you accomplished them. Period.

No matter if it was washing the dishes, taking the tractor out to cut the fields, or even just cleaning around the house, you had objectives. And you were only told to do them about 2-3 times, until you started catching on. As a pre-teen, if you saw the floors were dirty, you’d better get mopping before mom catches the floors looking like this. If she told you to mop the floors she would critique the shit out of you until those floors were perfect. Much easier to do it before she could complain. This logic applied to everything we did growing up in Georgia far before it was populated with housewives and country clubs.

This book i read literally reiterated all of the things my parents taught me growing up. On days i didn’t need to be up early, i was waking up early to be successful and complete my objectives for the day. Period. (They always got done)

As an adult, now with a family, company, and more relationships than i know what to do with, there comes a time where you ask yourself “What are my daily objectives?”

The things that make you TICK. Figure it out. It’s a hell of a great book, especially if you’re a child born in the 70’s or 80’s.

 

Good Housewife… Bad House-guest!

We have a group of friends that’s pretty out there. Many run and operate very successful businesses, and then others are simply have no desire in life to further develop. My wife and I have a very good relationship with most all of our friends that share the same desires and have the same drive as we do. We are very determined to be successful and make the best life possible for our children. As for the friends that have no desire to further develop, those ones are the issue.

While i was away on a business trip my wife invited one of her girlfriends over who falls into that category of “no desire to further develop”. One of those girls that didn’t go to college, didn’t want to stand up for herself and have strong meaningful relationships, didn’t want to build up her future while she was younger, etc. Now, she is in her mid thirties and has the job of a 23 year old and a boyfriend who is literally one of the nicest guys you would ever meet, but she is such a cluster-fuck she starts a million fights a day with him simply for the fun of it. (Bitch is crazy, right!?)

(Begin rant…. )

So, I arrive home from my business trip and see her car parked in our driveway. Our driveway is huge. We have a 3 car garage, and a driveway where you could park 4 cars in the driveway and still pull all 3 cars into the garage. Don’t worry, she parks right in the middle of the driveway blocking my garage door so i cant pull my car into the garage. This is about the 100th time she has done this, and she consistently does it every time she comes over.

(At this point, i am mildly annoyed….)

I finally find a way to squeeze my car past her, pull into the garage, and i walk inside to see my lovely wife in the kitchen making dinner for our family.

I say hey to her, give her a kiss, say hey to our kids, gets my welcome-home hugs, and put my bag down. Sitting on my sofa in silence is this crazy bitch friend of my wife’s… In silence. Doesn’t turn around to say hello to me, despite she has been at me home all day, eating our food, drinking our liquor, and really just invades our f*cking space! At this point, i still haven’t received a “hello” from her, so i walk upstairs and decompress for about an hour.

Oh, one variable i haven’t told everyone about is the fact that this girl also finds it necessary to bring her f*cking dog over to our house… All the damn time. It’s not just any dog… It’s a dog that is poorly trained, has long nails, and continually farts, shits, and pisses on every square inch of your home. Despite the fact that the dog is like 5 years old. Any dog owner knows that if you have issues with your dog that are disciplinary like this, all of those issues stem from the owner sucking at life.

So, i have not only this “girlfriend” of my wife’s over, but we are also graced with the presence of this animal that desperately needs training. (Not his fault, can’t be mad at the dog)

To add insult to injury and compound the havoc our house guests are costing us, we are now having to deal with having this dog IN our home. Want to know what’s worse than having this dog IN your house though? Putting him outside, because this little f*cker jumps on your doors and scratches the shit out of them. Rips the paint right off the doors, and smear mud all the way up them.

You think that’s it? Oh no… Don’t worry… I come downstairs after my 1 hour “mental health break” and i sit down for dinner… Don’t worry our “house guest” joins us for dinner as well. As i am sitting down for dinner her dog not only pisses on our floor ONCE but TWICE!!! Right next to where i am eating by the way…

So, i say some rude comments i am sure when this happens, and then our house guest finally leaves…  After she has pissed on our floors, scratched our doors, slung mud on our doors, eaten our food, drank our liquor, and blocked my garage door.

In closing i leave you all with this… While i love my wife, she knows she pushed by buttons that day. I love her regardless of her choice of house guest. She is always accommodating and takes pride in making our house, a home for everyone that comes over.

As a house-guest…. If you do dumb shit like i described above, please just drive your car off a f*cking bridge.