I got this email from a book reader today. He was kind enough to let me post it, with a tiny tweak to the “from” and “to” cities to protect his identity.
This is why I wrote the book.
I was traveling today on return flight home to New York from Indianapolis. I was working on one of the exercises from your book, writing a draft for my sports blog and listening to Reggae on my MacBook. I was in my own element. The flight attendant even stopped by and grabbed Escape From Cubicle Nation and told me her story; about how she quit her job at a law firm in Dallas to pursue a career as a flight attendant so she could see the world, meet people and to live a life she loved. Her name was Neila.
Anyway, I then realized I had to edit my corporate expense report. I took out my corporate laptop to redo an expense report because I put a personal charge in cell 51, I put a flight that I expensed in cell 24 when it should have been in like 19 and I needed to find a receipt that was emailed to me for a dinner. (Aaahhhhh!!!!). I was doing this on the flight home at 9pm because I have an unfulfilling meeting at 9am tomorrow and need to get this to the corporate watch dog first thing in the morning.
So I looked to my right, where my real life was, MacBook, Apple Sac for it, personal phone, diary of ideas, Escape From Cubicle Nation, and then looked straight forward where my fake life was, a crappy lap top with blackberry in tow. I took two pictures (attached). I’ve saved my real life as the background on my corporate lap top to remind me to get out! And I saved my fake life picture on my personal MacBook to remind myself, how much I detest this life style.
(Name withheld to protect day job until he escapes)
His “not my real life” picture:
His “real life” picture:
Thanks for writing — we know how you feel, right guys?
Keep doing the exercises, build your business and you will get out. Your version of “real life” is the only one that matters. Trust yourself.