On Saturday afternoon, I drove to the Barnes and Noble on Route 17. Steve had the boys, so I had the freedom to roam about without negotiating fights at the Thomas tracks in the kids' section.
I've been reassessing how I work for the past few days. I tend to over work things. I routinely spending 20 hours prepping a new lecture. Sure, it's a good plated lecture, but did anyone really give a crap? No. So, I need to spend my time working on the right things.
My other big problem is that I think I need to work all the time. I'll sit at my computer all day working on a project. Am I really using that time well? No. After four hours, I am totally fried. I'll hang out in the blogosphere, play video games, read gossip websites. I really need to put down the work and go for a jog or something and then come back to the computer for two more hours later in the day.
Anyway, I've been working out new routines and organization system. While I was in Barnes and Noble, I thought I would check out the business books. Maybe I could learn more efficiency methods from the work experts.
I picked up the The 4-Hour work Week, because my buddy, Suze, had been raving about it. The premise of the book is that we are all toiling away for the man and he's eating up all our money. There's a way to make a lot of money doing very little. And then the rest of your time can be spent doing fun stuff like kick boxing. I flipped through the pages and couldn't quite figure out how to make all that money. Ferriss says something about selling vitamin supplements. But really, he's made all his money on royalties and speaking fees convincing people that they didn't need to work.
I also looked over Tribes: We Need You to Lead Us by Seth Godin. I have stumbled across this guy before because he's a big blogger. The premise of this book is that most people are dumb as posts and that they are looking for leaders or gurus. You can make a lot of money by leading the sheep around. The book seemed to be comprised of over-caffeinated, post-it note thoughts. Seriously. The guy seemed incapable of constructing a full paragraph of ideas.
The books each cost $20. I wrote down the titles and requested them from my library. These charlatans weren't going to get a cent from me. But I wanted to look at them one more time to see if they were really as shallow as they seemed to be.