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Do I Really Need Twenty Pair of Sandals?
Moving out is an emotionally charged experience. Especially when our personal identity is tied to our physical environment. As we box our things up, we box ourselves up too. We let go of the version of ourselves we’ve outgrown. And we stop hanging onto certain things, lest they hang onto us. But what’s weird is when we look back. When we take a break from schlepping furniture and taping…
Who’s Stealing Your Product?
The Bible is interesting. It’s the most popular, most printed, most published, most purchased, most read, most recognized, most translated, most demanded, most donated, most circulated, most owned and most influential book in the world. But it’s also the most stolen. And yet, people rarely put up a fuss. In fact, it’s the exact opposite. Every time another copy is stolen, the people who love the book the most…
Every Interaction is a Chance to Change Somebody’s World
Everybody is somebody’s somebody. It all depends on what we see when we see people. When we sit down on a bus next to a complete stranger, we have a choice. We can take the easy way out, crack open a book, put in our ear buds and disappear into ourselves. Or we can say hello. We can notice people. We can create an act of connection in a…
The Spirit of Experimentation
The best way to have a good idea is to have a hundred bad ones. It’s a painful process, especially if we’ve gotten accustomed to being good. But any seed to imagination, any ignition of pure creation, is not just healthy and safe, but practical and necessary. First, it gives us perspective. It humbles our creative spirit. Second, bad ideas come in handy for other problems later. Nothing is…
Are You Using Your Talents or Investing Them?
Freedom means finding a home for all of our talents. Not hiding our light under a bushel, not asking for permission to shine, not waiting to be picked, not waiting to be paid, and not hesitating to take our talents on the ride they deserve. Instead, allowing our entire portfolio of talents – tiny, titanic and in between – to have a more prominent place in our lives, regardless…
The Nametag Manifesto — Chapter 11: The End of Disconnectedness
[ View the infographic! ] “Everyone should wear nametags, all the time, everywhere, forever.” That’s my thesis, philosophy, dangerous idea and theory of the universe. My name is Scott, and I’ve been wearing a nametag for past four thousand days. And after traveling to hundreds of cities, a dozen countries, four continents, meeting tens of thousands of people, constant experimentation and observation, building a enterprise and writing a dozen…
Customers Don’t Know What They Want Until You Show Them
If we’re too busy listening to everybody, we’ll never hear the sound of our own voice. Yet another great dilemma of the entrepreneur. On one hand, we could listen to what people say they want. Do market research and focus groups until we’re blue in the face. And then launch something that predictably fits into their nice little box. It’s the safe path that pleases people, satisfies their expectations…
What Nobody Tells Us About Our Dreams
There’s nothing more painful than being patient with a dream. Even if we do cast a vision, enlist support from every angle, hustle while we wait and take small, daily steps to move the pile forward, the dream still feels miles away. And in the process, our expectations get crushed. It takes longer than we like. Nobody tells us that when we answer the call to adventure, we might…
The Nametag Guy Live — Hire Yourself
LET ME ASK YA THIS… What’s your nametag? LET ME SUGGEST THIS… For the list called, “11 Ways to Out Google Your Competitors,” send an email to me, and you win the list for free! * * * * Scott Ginsberg That Guy with the Nametag Writing, Publishing, Performing, Consulting scott@hellomynameisscott.com Never the same speech twice. Now booking for 2012-2013! Watch The Nametag Guy in action here!
Excuse Me, But Nothing Just Happens
Six years ago, my left lung collapsed. When I woke up in the recovery room with tube in my chest, the first thing I did was ask the surgeon why this happened to me. He said it was spontaneous. Spontaneous. Really. That’s your diagnosis? That’s the best you can do? Surely there must a more biological reason behind this physically traumatic episode. Not really. It just happens, he said….