On Quitting

It took over 100 ‘No’s before someone told me Yes.

It took over 500 blog posts before I changed my thought process.

It took me over 700 days to end a relationship.

Some might say I am a slow learner.

Perhaps.

Id argue differently. Im not notoriously a slow thinker yet I strive to be like one.

There are benefits to thinking slow:

– Creating a well designed plan.

– Calculating risk.

– Physically writing down the advantages and disadvantages regarding a situation.

– Sleeping on an email before sending it.

It took Tim Ferriss 28 publisher rejections prior to being told Yes to the NYT best seller The 4 Hour Workweek. And thats after he did the work of writing it.

Shackleton’s men endured over 500 days escaping an icy death. That was after they decided to take the voyage.

It took Derek Sivers a decade of experience before he could write Anything You Want.

A team of people failed countless times before creating a working light bulb.

Sinek will ask you to Start With Why.

Seth will ask, Whats it for?

And Carse will point out playing for the long game is about playing to play, not playing to win.

Deciding to end or start something both have one commonality. You must decide. And then go do that thing.

Thanks for reading,

Cory

The day I quit the cube farm and became a Fromager

It was my first day in the cube farm.

And it did not last long.

I took one look and thought to myself, I will not last one minute.

I thought of A Walk in the Woods by Bill Bryson and Walden by Thoreau.

I thought of scenes from Office Space and Fight Club. Further, I visualized myself melting into a puddle of wax like a candle out of an Indiana Jones movie.

And then I had an epiphany.

I could change my life trajectory in a flash.

I could seize the entrepreneurship lifestyle so many adore and talk about.

It was a wizard-like stroke of insight.

I could become a Fromager, an expert who makes cheese.

https://www.instructables.com/Basic-Steps-of-How-to-Make-Cheese/

What indeed could be better than such an escape?

Visions of sharp, soft, and gooey cheese melted into my brain.

The much sought-after lifestyle of the fromager had never previously crossed my mind.

Oh, mild-cheddar bliss!

The cheese caves. The dark must funk of the fascinating cheese universe. I could not resist the idea.

I promptly walked into my new boss’s office and told him Goodbye.

He could see the sparkle in my eye, his eyebrow slightly raised.

The alarm buzzed.

Startled, I half opened an eye and then realized it was Monday.