My client and I wore the same shirt today to his coaching session and it was awkward. Here is why. I pride myself in wearing inexpensive clothing that looks very expensive. I often boast of my wealth as if I am some self-made millionaire who really doesn’t have to have a coaching job to survive. Now my client knows that I wear the same $7.99 button up from that cheap store that everyone knows is specifically for CHEAP CLOTHES that look expensive. Nice. It’s not really that big of a deal.
I saw 8 clients today. I hear so much crap all day. And, it’s literally about other people’s problems, hopes & dreams, or whatever else they feel like stroking themselves about that day. I sound bitter. I’m not. At least I get paid while they do it. I was so tired during my client’s sessions today. On days like that I might give my client’s a clipboard with a sheet of paper and a pen, and then tell them to draw what they see in their future. Make it creative. Get lost in it. What does your dream life actually look like. Free flow it. Really get into it. This is a great way to take a little nap during their session. I’ve mastered keeping my eyes open, sleeping, and then waking up right before they look up from their assignment. I usually wait until they are really into it before I hit the snooze button.
Today when I got home I had a pretty “self-identified autistic” moment. My girlfriend wants lashes and eyebrow work. She deserves lashes and eyebrow work. I make enough to support this and still my “self-identified autism” got totally triggered. It’s just change that I hate. I hate sudden change. I like to control everything. When I couldn’t do that I freaked out and hurt her feelings. Poor girl. She does so much for me and I have this thing that makes me flip out uncontrollably over stupid things. I’m not going to give up on helping myself with this. I figure if I write about it there will come a day when I am not writing about it. That will be a good day.
-WORST LIFE COACH