When people sniff blood, they dig. And they dig deep. Check out this this conversation between a statistician and a company PR guy:

 ”So- what could be a figure that your firm contributes to charity”

“I’d say a million dollars or two”

“Would a big percentage of it be to the AIDS fund (I read your pamphlets) or assorted causes?”

“Both.”

“What amount channels into the AIDS fund then?”

“Hmmm… maybe $600,000 or $700,000. That’s our yearly target”

“So you met that goal. The 700K?”

“Yes. We always meet our goals”

“That makes your firm unique. Few companies hit their mandated targets. It’s mostly PR yarn for the papers”

“Well, we did.”

“Did you actually direct the disbursement of charity to the AIDS Fund”

“I served on the company’s board for the AIDS Fund three years ago”

“So that means you have no inkling as to how much was really sent?”

“I hear figures.”

“So exactly how much is sent to AIDS Fund?”

“I think it’s 700K like I mentioned”

“You’re certain? I can quote you on this”

“Not until I look at the spreadsheets.”

“What about other funds, do you know the real dollar figures going there?”

“Ahh.. um…”

When people bluff, they often throw easy to remember numbers or simplistic facts. You can see it instantly. It’s like a child’s coloring book with single,  bold colors that lack varying hues. The truth is rarely that. It’s a Van Gogh painting of complexities. And when you begin dissecting, you see stuff underneath. Mutually supportive stuff.

It’s easy to destroy a bluff. You don’t want to be caught in one, so dazzle people with your honesty: tell them you don’t know. They’ll appreciate you for it.

Check out all those TV adverts! If you buy such and such products, you will become richer/more loved/greatly admired/whiter/taller… etc etc. They’re magic pills that’d make you a mythical movie star.

In other words, you’d be someone other than yourself.

I used to be guilty of this. I’d rail about not having enough to buy stuff that would keep me up with the Jones’ Then on the macrolevel, I’d gripe about my nation which woefully fails to offer the same social services and opportunities as- say- Sweden.

Then it dawned upon me. Comparison shopping did nothing for my self esteen. It made me feel lower. Smaller. More insignificant than the kneecap of an ant with arthritis.

Imagine if everyone thought this way. What would happen if we validate our worth on our relative status to others? That’d lead to a lot of misery, won’t it. There’d be chaos. And there sure would be a lot of people jumping off roofs. Oh well. At the least, we’d give jobs to coroners.

Next time I feel like comparison shopping, I say one thing to myself: “I am Good Enough”. And instantly I enjoy a rush of power. It’s enough burning motivation to rally on.

Think about the responsibilities you have lined up for today. How do you feel about them? Depressed? Demotivated? Pressurized? Or perky like a jellybean? If it’s a Monday I’m betting the farm you’d rather stay in bed. Admit it.

There’s a way to get things done with a smile.

Our mindset governs the driving force of our action. What do you think when you’re about to accomplish something?

“I have to do this”

“I must accomplish this”

“It’s my job”

“It should be done”

Thinking in terms of  ’shouds’ and ‘musts’ demotivate us because we feel coerced. It robs us of choice… even if there is choice (otherwise you won’t be doing it). There is, however, an elegant way of re-empowering our decision to toil. It is to think this way:

“I am glad to do this”

A simple mind shift and BAM! You’ll suddenly see rainbows in the sky.

Gotta mop the floor? Think to yourself, “I’m happy to mop this floor!”

Try it.

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