How many Alexander the Greats does the world really need anyway, huh?
“Write down your Big Hairy Audacious Goals – BHAGs!”
“Have a goal bigger than yourself!”
“Post your goals on your bathroom mirror, your rear view mirror, your cubicle wall, carry them in your wallet and repeat them out loud three times a day!”
“You have greatness in you!”
“You can be anything you set your mind to.”
Really? I can? Anything?
How about average and mediocre? What’s wrong with that? It’s warm and comfy-cozy in the land of the mediocre.
There are always plenty of people in the Mediocre Majority to get a game of Hearts or Texas Hold ‘Em going.
It also requires much less effort to be a Wandering Generality than a Meaningful Specific. I mean, come on, to have meaning and purpose and goals and to strive for greatness takes work and effort and focus and discipline.
SCREW THAT!
I am not giving up Monday night bowling, Tuesday night poker, Wednesday night softball, Thursday Ladies night (Purrrrr), Friday night hot wings, Saturday at the lake and Sunday napping.
No way, Jose. No how, brown cow!
Besides, I’m comfortable in my home that I refinanced twice and now can’t afford. (It sure is fun “modifying” my loan. I haven’t made a payment in 12 months so I was able to pay cash for my plasma TV and outdoor kitchen and BBQ…I wonder if I can take that built-in BBQ when they foreclose? Who cares? I’ll worry about that later.)
Enough of this writing. I gotta go update my Facebook status.
So long “motivated, goal-setting, super-striving salespeople.” I hope you don’t pull a hamstring or anything like that with all of your exertion and stuff.
