Sup. So tomorrow I start my week. I have more sessions than I want to admit and will make more money than my girlfriend says I should say on here. But that’s not what this post is about. This post is about how I always feel this urge coming on before coaching days. It’s like… I get PSYCHED. I feel like I can fly… not really but kind of. I know that I am part of something special. I am part of the biggest con in my life to date. I have run some cons in the past. My girlfriend and I call it “conistry.” You heard the word here first folks. Conistry (coined on 1/23/2019) is the act and art of being a grifter or conman. Here are the stakes – do or say whatever I need to say in order for my coaching clients to come back next week. It’s that simple. That means being able to bend the truth when necessary. I have told coaching clients that I rose from the ashes… from nothing to greatness, while telling other coaching clients that my family is independently wealthy and I do coaching for fun. (I have done coaching sessions in languages that I don’t even speak even though I said I did. Look for that post somewhere on my blog. It’s a good one.) Why do I do this you ask? Because that’s what they wanted to hear. So, that’s what I gave them. I know there are those of you who will say, “But, you must be helping them.” Bless your soul. You are correct. I am indeed helping them. I am a natural. That’s why I can spend my time being “Worst Life Coach” on here. Because I don’t give a f***. And even though there is good that is happening with my coaching clients, that’s not how I play the game. Maybe playing the game like this is the reason why it works. All I know is that when the sun comes up tomorrow I am going to be the biggest, baddest, most boldest life coaching mothaf****er on the planet. And then, I will come home and play video games.
-WORST LIFE COACH