Here’s something VERY strange which occurred to me today…
I’ve got the weirdest job in the world.
Because, you see, I get paid gobs of money to talk to myself. I spend a LOT of time alone in my room, staring at the computer, recording Camtasia videos, MP3s, etc. Of course, I’ve also got REAL businesses, and of course, I’m not really talking to myself, I’m talking to thousands of people.
But still, if a Martian were to land and observe what I was doing, he’d see a great big hairy guy sitting in his room and talking to himself.
Which couldn’t be farther from what I set out to do as a psychologist… (I really thought I’d be spending my days in a room listening to other people talk to themselves)
Anyway… sometimes it makes me a little “loopy”
(The Rocket Clicks team is great, and always interested in talking to me… but they’re in Milwaukee and, truth be told, Rob Sieracki is such an amazing Chief Operating Officer and partner that Jeff and I really don’t have to do that much anymore)
Maybe I really am nuts.
What do you think?