Tired of the square life and slaving for minimum wage. I’m a do something about this and not look back. The man in me can’t stand for this. Legally or illegally I’m a build me an enterprise. I can probably do it digitally. Time to teach myself how to earn a dollar, save a dollar and invest a dollar. Once I pass broke believe me I am not going broke any more. My thing is now is build from the ground up.
Pushing through the city streets. Up at this time hustling. It’s crazy we get hungry for this money and go stupid to get it. I must be going dumb. That’s is why I am beyond money being my main motivation. Sure this means I got to find new motivations. Haven’t gotten any for you yet. I’m still a hustler at the end of the day so money is my motivation. Those is the blues I sing. Back to the pushing.
A famous quote from an unknown source says, “nice guys finish last.” I am a nice guy and I don’t want to finish last. I’m not being nice because I expect some type of reward but because it is human decency. It is nothing wrong with being kind, polite, and compassionate. This dean at my old middle school taught me it was better to kill people with kindness instead of getting red hot mad. Well, Mr. Dean, this killing people with kindness shit is not working for me anymore.
I am ready to swing my palm, with my five fingers spread out, across grown men’s faces. You better believe that palm will be coming full force. Honestly, I don’t want to get violent with people but I’ve realized a punch to the face a teach a man a lesson. That lesson would be don’t fuck with me.
I fear no man and I’m always up to fight anybody but I do try to avoid confrontation. Me trying to avoid confrontation is where the problem is for me because I do sense people know that. So they keep pushing until my bottled up frustration turns into wrath.
An example is this dude at the job who keeps talking to me like he cannot stand me. I don’t know the reason why he cannot stand me but he just doesn’t like me. Well, recently I went up to him and asked for some help. He starts talking to me like I am stupid. I had to remind buddy that outside of these work walls he is not protected.
Don’t get me wrong, I want to continue being nice but it is people that have to meet the unpleasant side of me. Violence will not be my first option but it’s one of the high possibility options now. Just no more bottling up emotions from me anymore. If I feel as if I am being disrespected I will kindly ask the disrespecter to step behind the building in the proximity. Or I’m catching that person in a surveillance-free zone. Somebody got to prove to people not all nice guys finish last. Some of us play to win.
They say in order to solve a problem you have to acknowledge the problem. So here I am, and I am broke. Not Money Making Mitch broke but can these three eggs in my fridge last me until next paycheck broke. I’m so broke I asked the city bus driver for a ride, told him next time I got him. In a matter of months I went from just over broke to broke. Guess I was never far from a financial shortage because I’m right back.
I had the belief that I was in control of my finances. My bank account statements shoot down that belief like an unarmed black man. The reckless spending on food, liquor, and ladies has caught up with me and my money. Do you blame a young dude for trying to live a good life filled with pleasure? No, but I do blame myself for not having enough discipline to put the pleasure to the side for a moment or two. Young Sweet Jones is looking down at me shaking his head right now. I could hear his voice saying, “Stop all that tricking. Purse first, ass last.” Meaning business over pleasure.
Now I got to work on a solution to this personal crisis and making sure that I do not go back to broke once I’ve solved it because being broke sucks. My solution is a hustle or side hustle. A hustle where I can use my skills and talents to generate an extra source of income. Either a hustle I find or one I create. Something that does not seem like work because I work already and I don’t like that place. Plus getting a hustle would be a great opportunity to learn how to hustle because Lord knows I do not know how to hustle properly.
Well, I spent a year at my current job. That knowledge made me think. I should be at the level in my financial life where my money level is I Got a Couple Dollars. Not just over broke. I’m supposed to be Big Boss K yet I’m out here being You Got A Spill To Clean Kilien. Forever grateful I got a job. It is times where I enjoy being there. The people are nice too. It’s just career-wise I could do better. Would be great to have a career that I enjoy the lifestyle, get paid well, and still get time for myself. My excuse for not finding this career is that I want to get into too many careers. Never been a quitter but I quit with the excuse-making.