There was a guy among us, who was slightly older than most of us, and had a demeanor that strangely attracted many people, but I could not see what was so special about him. Yet, as long as he was gentle and did not mean any harm, I had no trouble hanging out with him, though I was skeptical with his words as I notice that he always praise people to get them working. He was a kind soul though. He himself worked hard, much harder than everyone else, and he was very supportive towards everyone. Maybe that's why they like him so much.
But I could never see him the way others figuratively worship him. I know kind people when I see one, and he is kind. I know diligent people when I see one, and he is indeed diligent. And I know creative people and geniuses when I see one, and he is not. He still uses the same old technique to make people listen to him. And needless to say, people around me are easy to sway. They are blinded by authority and opportunity. Being older and having more experiences in the field we were going to, I could say that he had authority.
But that authority only works on people who accept it that way. Since I held on to my belief that everyone in the batch is on equal grounds regardless of their backgrounds, I never treat anyone like they were seniors. I don't call them Mr. or Mrs.; I call them by their names like I do with everyone else. I don't care about their age or where they worked before. I don't care how much they earned before. As long as they are kind, I will treat them kindly. And if they are not, I will treat them appropriately. I never gave that guy any authority to make me work if I don't want to. He can play with his words to make me feel better and encouraged, but he must have not realized that there's a reason why I hate motivational books or talks.
Why? Because I'm motivated more than enough. Even if I occasionally fall into a slump, I do not need his flawed encouragement techniques to help me. They just don't work. Skepticals like us have our own ways to deal with slumps, so go with it.
Anyway, back to that suspicious guy. Well, actually he's not that suspicious. It's just that, it's just that, I wish he would stop trying to sell his ideas to me.
But I could never see him the way others figuratively worship him. I know kind people when I see one, and he is kind. I know diligent people when I see one, and he is indeed diligent. And I know creative people and geniuses when I see one, and he is not. He still uses the same old technique to make people listen to him. And needless to say, people around me are easy to sway. They are blinded by authority and opportunity. Being older and having more experiences in the field we were going to, I could say that he had authority.
But that authority only works on people who accept it that way. Since I held on to my belief that everyone in the batch is on equal grounds regardless of their backgrounds, I never treat anyone like they were seniors. I don't call them Mr. or Mrs.; I call them by their names like I do with everyone else. I don't care about their age or where they worked before. I don't care how much they earned before. As long as they are kind, I will treat them kindly. And if they are not, I will treat them appropriately. I never gave that guy any authority to make me work if I don't want to. He can play with his words to make me feel better and encouraged, but he must have not realized that there's a reason why I hate motivational books or talks.
Why? Because I'm motivated more than enough. Even if I occasionally fall into a slump, I do not need his flawed encouragement techniques to help me. They just don't work. Skepticals like us have our own ways to deal with slumps, so go with it.
Anyway, back to that suspicious guy. Well, actually he's not that suspicious. It's just that, it's just that, I wish he would stop trying to sell his ideas to me.
For some time now, he has been teaching people who to rejuvenate themselves using this EFT thingy. The way how people quickly buy into the idea make me realize that the mass is so easy to fool. A quick reading can tell that this technique is just like the millions out there; they don't work on everyone. And look, it's great that it works on him, and it's great that many people find it useful, but I know it doesn't work on me so I'm not even going to try it. Yes, I might try it one day when I find myself so bored and feel like doing things I've never done before, but for now, just spare me. I've said it before in another topic; if people insist that I must give my fans a chance to date me, then I will never have my life back since I have too many fans. That's because I'm just downright attractive and that's fact. Please do not compare me with themselves who rarely get people interested enough in them. I am not trying to bring them down, but sometimes they have to face reality. They do not know what troubles popular people are facing, so learn to accept that difference.
Just like that, if he insists me to try EFT, then I will never get my life back because the zillions other promoters of other healing techniques will want me to try their techniques as well.
So to be fair, I'm just going to do what I want. It's my choice after all.
But what I'm trying to say is that actually, I was let down by his ways of thinking. He is a very good person, but he is trying too hard to win against people that he still doesn't realize has surpassed him too far. Luckily, he has his supporters. And you know, that is how cults usually begin.
And that is why I call him the little jack; because he is mighty enough to control the crowd before him, but he can never touch the real jack, much less the other three cards.