When I was a teenager, I didn’t know what tequila was, nor did I know anything about mezcal. I was a sheltered teen... so I only knew about vodka and whiskey. The myth/ legend surrounding eating that worm in the bottom of the bottle of Mezcal is that it will somehow bring you luck or special powers. I thought the story was cool, and mystifying.
I didn’t learn until years later that eating the worm was the dumbest idea ever. Some call it a rite of passage. I call it stupid. Who eats a worm? People who want to come to your party and say “Guess what I did? I ate the worm,” that’s who. Anyone who can get to the worm in one sitting could classify that as a "special power", others might classify that as a problem. These are people who brag about being stupid.
I find myself reacting to people who say to me “Do you have any idea how many emails I get? Do you know how busy I am?” in a very similar way.
You’re the dummy who "ate the worm", aren’t you? It’s as though you want credit for making bad decisions, or a cheer, or a pat on the back. I don’t give out awards for being infuriating.
I'm sorry you can't organize your affairs. I hear you when you say you can't seem to wrangle all of your commitments. I hate that you feel overwhelmed and burnt out. Your "busyness" is not a superpower. It is not a rite of passage. It does not make you a work martyr. You are just the guy at the party who made it to the bottom of the bottle.
Let’s clear the air on what I think of your state of busyness:
Busyness is such a terrible state in which to exist. It takes your valuable time and just blows it up on nothing-work. It wastes valuable resources on junk. It makes you feel like you’ve accomplished nothing. You know what? If you’ve only been busy, you haven’t really accomplished anything.
Entrepreneurs, you’re especially susceptible to the busyness disease. You keep chasing shallow work and you call yourself busy. But nothing deep is ever accomplished. No one pays you to do easy busy-work. You get paid to do the big work, the deep work, the work in which you specialize. I don’t know of anyone who specializes in busy-work (at least not on purpose).
So, please be mindful of your time and how you use it. And don’t ever ask anyone again if they “know how busy you are” or if they “know how many emails you get.”
If you say that to the wrong person, you could find yourself with a day timer shoved up your nose.
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