Executive Producer.                                       PhD.

        “She went to Vassar…”                                      President.                   Psychologist.

Chairwoman Emeritus.                                 Chief  Thoracic Surgeon.

                                     Founder, AnyCo.inc.                               Sommelier.

               Author.

       Product Manager.                          Owner.                                                              Marketing Director.

The Smith Memorial Wing, General Hospital.                                    CEO.

   Proctologist.                                                   Masters Degree.

Vice President. Central American Operations.                              Market Manager.

                                                            Chief Technology Officer.

.Director of Social Media.      Project Manager.             Analytics Specialist.

                            General Manager.                  Chef.                  “He spoke at a major conference in Chicago..”        

 Executive in Charge of Production .    

         Headmaster.                                           Graphic Design Specialist.

Is this you? Is this someone you want to be?

I’m looking around, and from where I stand there is no one stopping you. C’mon, argue with me. Give me all the reasons.

Convince me that this cannot ever be you. I know you’ll make a passionate argument for your case. I’ll listen. Now, I’ll tell you a story.

He was a loser in life. At the age of 66 he was almost broke, living off a monthly Social Security check of $105 and some savings. He was King Nothing.

Everything he had tried in his life had been a failure. Time and time again, failing. He performed many unglamorous jobs, to the chagrin of the Non Believers.

No one believed in him.

“You got to like your work. You have got to like what you are doing, you have got to be doing something worthwhile so you can like it — because it is worthwhile, that it makes a difference, don’t you see?

This is what he believed.