Thursday, June 28, 2012

Hustling, Rage & More Basketball Dreams

Okay, this week I have my nose to the grindstone working hard to list hundreds of new clothing items into my eBay store (www.menschoice.info). Last Thanksgiving I told my family I was thankful that my parents instilled a little "hustler" mentality to all their kids. Don't get my wrong, by hustler, I don't mean we push pills on the corner, but we've all got our own little businesses and work hard to make them profitable enough to earn a living or reward us with a little extra dough.

Turns out the dough has been tough to come by the last few years, but I keep holding on to my dream of self employment. For me, the greatest joy in my life right now is being my own boss. I make my own hours, nobody tells me what to do and I answer to nobody, except the tax man -- he gets us all. I've been self-employed for the last 7 years now and time flies when you got your nose to the grindstone. It's not that life is passing me by, but life is definitely passing (insert Ferris Bueller quote here).

Lately, I've been filled with a little more rage than usual when I see these guys on the corner with their cardboard signs begging for my hard-earned deniro. With all the opportunities for work we have in the United States, and President Obama creating new jobs for us at an increasing rate, why do these guys still choose to stand on the corner and mooch off the working man. I guess I'll never have an answer to that.

So, I had another basketball dream last night. Charlie Cobb didn't appear this time, but this time I was on the bench for Lynden Christian High School and they were getting slaughtered in the state championship game. I didn't have the right uniform on and time was ticking away, but the coach finally put me in the game and I got the ball under the hoop and missed two lay ups, getting my rebound both times, before I put it back to score. I did the same thing on the next possession before finishing the game with a three-pointer and scoring 7 points in a losing effort. Something tells me my subconscious is telling me to try and try again, and never give up. Okay, if I must. Back to work...:)

1 comment:

  1. and work hard you do. Not only did we get the "hustler" gene...we got the "work hard for what you want" gene Good luck with your work :) Have a great week. I love to read your blog. You give me something to think about, while getting to know you just a wee bit better :)which I consider a huge bonus

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