November 16, 2015 by Karl
I’ve never had a very good relationship with ‘real life’…
Go to school
Get a job
Work until you’re too old to enjoy it
Die with regrets
I made a decision to be my own boss before I even left high school.
My first business was going to be ‘MultiPlay’ – a world-wide multiplayer skill game with cash prizes. I had it all planned out, venues, costs, break-even points.
My parents had other ideas.
I agreed to go to college, then when that didn’t work out as planned I got a job in a warehouse – my dream to be my own boss took a massive detour.
I drifted through life, working for businesses I had no desire to work in, with people I didn’t care about, for bosses who had no interest in my dreams…
I wouldn’t say working for other people was a complete waste of time and talent…
I have learned many valuable skills along the way – but having a boss always felt like I’d given up.
Everything came to a head after I began freelancing.
At the time, I worked as a property negotiator for an estate agency, I started freelancing on the side.
I had a little money coming in and very few responsibilities.
I have a rather different view of ‘authority’ figures than most people. I don’t see a position, I see a person. For me, if you want respect, you earn it.
My boss at the time never earned my respect – she was a bully, and spent a lot of her time publicly mocking her staff.
One day I’d had enough.
In a weekly morning meeting, all the staff were discussing sales figures and projections – when out of the blue, my boss picked on something I’d said and mimicked me by putting her tongue into her bottom lip and repeating what I’d said.
She was basically telling me I was an idiot – in front of a room of my colleagues.
I kept calm, despite seeing red – and told her we’d talk about this after the meeting.
I stayed behind after my colleagues left the room and calmly told her I would be leaving.
I stood up to collect my jacket, and was met at the bottom of the stairs by her.
She looked quite shocked as she told me “You’ll be working your notice…”
And even more shocked when I smiled back and said “No, I will not”
Nobody should be forced to do things they don’t want to do, be somewhere they don’t want to be, or spend time with poisonous people.
That was a turning point in my life, I’d burned my bridges and decided I’d never have a job again.
Things didn’t quite work out that way – I did return to employment for around a year when the business wasn’t doing too well – but I kept building, and as soon as I was in position to leave, I quit for the last time.
That was 8 years ago – and freedom has never tasted so good.