Here’s a list of top 3 “eat-shits” in my life:
1. Obliging a complete moron with status reports, etc. Because he happens to control 15% of the variable part of my salary
2. My absolute loneliness. Coupled with growing frustration (these are related so I will not have separate points for each)
3. The fact that I am growing older without enhancing the quality of my life
You, avid reader, obviously identify with the above or at least think “genius-at-large is fecking pathetic” but you are certainly not without a myriad of feelings. So 3 months ago I decided to change my frustrated life. I started working out because one day I saw 2 of the prettiest girls in the gym, as I was walking by. On my second day at the gym, I lost my iPod. Since then, I can’t bear to go towards the gym because it just reminds me of what happened to me when I thought “positive”. “Positive Thinking” is the latest “eat shit” in this world. People should learn to see things for what they are not what they look like when you cover them with icing.
So I tried staying home. I tried getting certified in Project Management Certification. The people at the PMI.org interchanged my first name and last name and 2 weeks into negotiations, they were still not convinced of their mistake. (Added on 31st Aug->) As it turns out, there was a major confusion about my records. The certification is a very stringent process which requires you to have managed projects for thousands of hours and also undergo a formal training in PMP. The procedure is organised. And I finally got a green signal to take the exam, that I scheduled for 31st Aug. (<-Remarks end) That was a development! Inspired, my happy brain cells started a cascading effect and woke up the dormant “effort expending” cells…So I gave my GMAT and applied to INSEAD. To cut the long story short, I got my offer letter today! Now I look at the facts. It’s going to cost me way more than a ferrari. Then, getting a >$200,000 job is not guaranteed. Worse, I’ll have to move from the US and leave my (prospective) girlfriends behind. Then I re-read the last few sentences. Are these really that bad? I am off to France…wait..lemme use google language translate tool to express myself…”J’aime les femmes françaises.”
My life has certainly taken an interesting turn and lets see if I make millions or if I eat more shit.
