So I'm taking my Business 101 final, and frickin' TANKING. I mean, I'm blank.
I've gone to this class maybe three times all semester. It's an intro class, and there's like a bazillion people in it. I don't even think I've ever seen the professor before.
So I got nothing. And all around me, like a hundred other people in this class are just cranking through it. So I... I cheat my ass off. I just totally stare at the paper next to me. I mean, fuck it. I'm not taking this class again, so I'm doing whatever it takes.
I finish it up, and walk up to hand it in. The prof looks right at me and says, "did you really expect to get away with it? Winners never cheat, and cheaters never win. Consider yourself FAILED, my young friend."
He smirks at me. Fucker. I hate this guy. So I look right in his eyes, and say, "listen, you little worm. You're just here because you can't actually make it in the real world, so you teach us business from books. If you had any stones, you'd crawl out of this safe little vagina you call College and take a shot in the real world."
He's just. Stunned. Looks blank. Like, not even breathing. Finally, he says, "how dare you? I will be speaking to the Dean about you, and you can start sending in applications at fast-food places right now. You're finished here."
I take a deep breath, nod, and say, "do you know who you are talking to, you peon? Do you have ANY idea who I am?"
"No," he says, smirking. "I have no idea who you are."
"I see." I grab the stack of tests, slip mine in the middle and throw them up in the air so they scatter all over the floor.
"Now you'll never know. Fucker."
(editor's note: said story did not happen to me. Hell, I never got within 100 miles of a business class in school. but it's a joke. works better in the first person.
)
Hi. I'm Sean. I noticed you over here, and if I didn't come introduce myself, I'd always regret it.
So let's talk, shall we?
Maybe you already know a bit about me from reading these emails.
Perhaps you know me from watching me show-off all shirtless and goofy on my SeanM.TV YouTube videos.
Or you might be one of the thousands of people I've met while travelling the world learning and coaching how to make your dating life better in every way.
Somehow, you ended up here. The universe brought you here because you really do want, to use my new favorite catchphrase, to be a Good Guy who Gets Great Girls.
Let's be honest. You'll never be a "bad boy," cos you're not an asshole. Leave the silly "Game" to the boys. We be MEN.
So let's figure out how to be good, even Great, and make your life Great at the same time, shall we?
That makes you special. For real. Most people deny that their love life is something they can improve. They learn to settle for less, and sacrifice their happiness for some nebulous future reward that never ever ever comes. Hell, most people are no more intelligent or rational than the poor dudes who get convinced to blow themselves up for the promise of like 72 virgins in heaven.
(Joe Rogan has a great bit about this. "That's how powerful pu$$y is. Dudes are willing to blow themselves up for the HIGHLY unlikely promise of pu$$y in another DIMENSION. There's nothing else that has that power. D1ck isn't even in the ballgame. Ain't no women willing to blow themselves up for d1ck. D1ck is free. All you have to do is ask for it.")
Where was I? I got distracted by pu$$y and d1ck jokes. Oh yeah, I was asking you for something. So here's the deal.
If you got anything from me meeting you and coaching at:
* My David DeAngelo interview
* PU101
* Cliffslist in Montreal
* The PUA Summit in LA
* The Real Man Conference in Amsterdam
* A talk at a Lair, or meeting in your city
* AoF
* PSP
* SeanM.TV on YouTube
* Podclasses and videoclasses from the UCP
* Any of the free files I upload and support on torrent sites
Or maybe, just maybe, got something just from reading these emails and articles...
Just take a second to think what that something is worth to you. Consider any ways that value has made your life better, created new possibilities, or given you hope where before no hope lived.
Got it? Good. Now pay it forward.
Next fall, I will return from my world travels to my mom's home state of North Carolina, and walk my lazy arse 40 miles in 2 days, along with my kick-ass Mom and all her friends, and hundreds of men and women from all over the world, for the Avon Walk for Breast Cancer.
They raise money so that women (and men) who might otherwise never know about the danger to them can get early detection and treat this killer disease before it's too late. Breast Cancer is a real threat to all of us, and it gets more dangerous the longer it goes undetected. But the money you give to the Avon Walk makes sure that money is not preventing anyone from getting the testing and SPAM they need.
I can walk it, barely, but I can't help that many people alone. I need you.
Donate now to help me raise money to fight Breast Cancer. If you've got a buck, donate a buck. If you've got a thousand set aside for a down payment on an overpriced new car that you just know you don't really need, donate that. Hell, if you just want to hide some cash from the government so when tax time comes they don't take all the money you worked to earn, give it now and pocket that ever-so-valuable tax deduction.
Just. Do it.
Like I will teach at PSP: Amsterdam, it's a wonderful thing to be able to receive pleasure from the things you are given. But it gets you off even MORE to give something. Give now.
Go to my fund-raising page:
http://info.avonfoundation.org/site/TR/ ... fr_id=1670
Or click the sassy link to donate right now:
http://info.avonfoundation.org/site/TR/ ... fr_id=1670
Peace and love,
Sean
P.S. Look for a big announcement about PSP: Amsterdam, and a NEW hidden-cam video from the Bootcamp showing you just the kind of thing that goes on...
http://info.avonfoundation.org/site/TR/ ... fr_id=1670
Moderator Edit: Using the URL tags messes things up. I fixed it for you. -Chief
CHAT
