I can’t actually claim authorship of the title of this item; it’s actually a fairly common refrain of my boss’ boss (or perhaps boss’ boss’ boss; I forget exactly what the Org Chart looks like) at one of my part time writing gigs.
(Un?)Fortunately, neither of us have perfected the technique… yet.
However, that isn’t to say that you can’t light a fire under somebody’s ass, or help stoke the flames of someone flicking their psychological Bic.
CTG, this Bud’s for you.
It’s no surprise that I agree with the tenet that, if you really want to make a serious change in how you look — either by flensing off a fuckload of flab, or building a bunch of muscle, or doing something equally challenging and dramatic — getting pissed off isn’t a bad way to start.
Rage against the status quo. Hate where you are. Set yourself on fire. I did. Others have. CTG did yesterday. I’ve slapped him with a performance bogey for five weeks from today.
Now it’s up to him to hit it, and me to beat his ass to get there.
Fire in the hole.