I think my friend Bevin introduced the idea of sympathy vs. feedback idea to me:
When someone complains to her about something, first she lets them get it all out
Then she asks (I’m paraphrasing), “Okay. What are you looking: sympathy or feedback?”
A few months ago, a colleague sent this message:
“I was just painfully reminded by my friend had I held my initial $1K investment in ETH, today would be the day it was worth $1M.”
I worked on my first online business — a site called FightingBroke.com — for 4 years. In its first iteration, it was a personal finance site for young people working in Hollywood.
A few months ago, I watched the film Arrival. I sat in awe for 116 minutes, and as the closing credits rolled, my first thought was:
“This movie shouldn’t have been made.”
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We will get there…
But to find our way, we have to first talk about Joanna Jędrzejczyk (pronounced Yon-Jay-Check).
Joanna Jędrzejczyk is one of the most decorated women MMA fighters in the history of the sport. Before she dominated the women’s strawweight division, she won over 60 Thai boxing matches. She’s landed the most significant strikes in UFC championship history (225), plus the highest significant strike differential in UFC championship history (142).
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The assistant next to me, Katie, worked for the hardest working executive in the office. By extension, that made her the hardest working assistant. She was smart, excellent with clients, and beautiful (she was an ex-Ford model).
She was also the worst paid.
“Are you fucking joking?” she whispered.
No one can say John Danaher is one of the world’s greatest grapplers, a title typically bestowed on the likes of Rubens Charles Maciel, Marcelo Garcia or Roger Gracie. And rightfully so.
Because Mr. Danaher does not compete. In 2015, he had major hip surgery. Soon, he’ll also need to replace a knee. Walking is painful, nevermind grappling.
I am not as tough as I think I am.
The realization hit me while laid out flat, the side of my face crushed against the mat. On top of me was a blue belt named Nestor. He pinned me down with his legs, and using his arms he started working on my grip.
I once had a family friend named Andrew. He introduced me to Puff Daddy, Usher, and Triple Five Soul apparel. He also had a brilliant mind for medicine. Rutgers University literally created an award in chemistry, so they could give it to him.
While he was in medical school, I asked him how he did so well in his studies. His answer was simple: