...or, to be more precise, there are two words.
This applies particularly to my reaction to a suggestion made by a friend today. I was moaning about something unfortunate that happened, and he said "well, you can do something about that."
He has some standing in saying so. He has "done something about that" in his own town, and has done it well.
Never mind that he has a nice wife who is supportive of his every move, has three jobs, two of which pay for the third. He has actually taken the plunge to do something I consider difficult for anyone on my side of millionaire-dom.
And he told me, in concise terms, how I might do the same.
If anything, taking on this task would not make me wealthy. I might pull in survival income from it at best. And it would take all my time and then some.
It certainly wouldn't increase my desirability to the opposite sex. If anything, it would brand me as more of a weirdo than I seem now.
So why do I even give his suggestion a moment's thought, much less feel like beginning the process of seeing if I can make it happen?
Two answers: One is that I believe in the goal. The second is that if I am going to be condemned to play the role of village idiot, I might as well try to be a conspicuous village idiot, one who actually tries to do something worthwhile.
I'm not saying what it is, because it would be too embarrassing to start getting the "you-poor-fool" reactions before I even start trying to make it work.
As I told him, I have a long, long track record with lost causes. I "think big," go for the brass ring even though experience has taught me my arms are too short to actually grab it.
It's the one last cheap thrill on the way to the cemetery, and since nothing else has worked, I might as well give it a shot. It involves tasks I'm fairly good at -- mostly mindless chores -- and a fair amount of BS, which I also have demonstrated a proficiency for.
And maybe -- just maybe -- it is the one thing I might actually succeed in completing.
Since talking to him, I've already made a tentative start. In two or three years, I may even have accomplished something.
If not, what have I lost? Nothing. I have nothing left to lose.
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