General musings

Five simple steps to a spectacular failure…

Yesterday was a day that shall live in infamy.

To call what happened a failure of epic proportions would be an understatement. Fortunately for you, sweet reader, I have swiftly cataloged the sequence of events that led up to my Passover paroxysm in case you were interested in creating your own minor meltdown.

Question nothing as you follow these steps and you too will soon enjoy a spectacular failure, the kind where an hour feels like an entire evening and you know it will be one you’ll never forget…

Of Mentors and Countrypeople…

Once upon a time, I had a dream to build a particular type of business and it totally blew up in my face. I have a mentor to thank for that. And yes, I really mean it. I thank him all the time…

Close, but no exploding cigar...

Whenever people find out I worked at a comedy club, they immediately request a joke or otherwise expect me to be funny. All I can say is that looks aren’t everything.

For the second entry in my now-dubbed Existential Resume expedition, I’m going to bring you to the job I landed immediately following the ever-scary Terror on Church Street: SAK Comedy Lab.

*I’d like to note for any would-be critics that the movie “Monsters, Inc.” wasn’t out when I decided to trade in screams for laughter. Any further similarities are purely coincidental, and if they’re not, I’m owed some serious dough.

I was paid to scare people with a chainsaw…

Yes. It’s true. I was paid to perform as Leatherface at a year-round Orlando attraction called Terror on Church Street.

I should note that I only performed this once, but I was the first female to take the roll and, after that night, I was the last for a long time…

Bravery… or something like it…

I write this post with a heavy heart. There is so much sadness in the world right now with tragedies multiplying by the day. Of course, my topic has nothing to do with those catastrophes. Mine has to do with sex.

For months now, I’ve been working on a covert project that consumed countless hours of my “spare” time. Although I’m quite successful in my current career, I had hoped to augment my income through a new product that would help people enrich their sex lives.

After an exhaustive amount of research and market testing, I knew this was poised to be a huge success. However, instead of approaching this with excitement, I found myself merely going through the motions of building this product, continually plagued with internal resistance.

Like many entrepreneurs would, I passed it off as fear…