One of the big trends in the manosphere is about building a side business, building a side income.
This website is not my side business. It’s my side-side business. That’s the kind of free time you have when you quit home internet.
My real side business is something I wanted to do since I was 13, but I was too scared to. Too scared of putting in the work. Too scared of rejection. Too scared of success.
Last Sunday, I went to the local community college, paid the class tuition, and our class spend that Sunday building a skill. Last Friday, we built the skill. The Sunday following, we piled into the classroom again, and built the skill. And today, Friday, we are continuing to build the skill. This is sweat equity time. Some of us will stick with it and make a killing. Some of us will go back to being hungover and killing time on Youtube.
I don’t expect to turn a profit-over-costs with this side business for the first one to two years. I don’t need to. I live a frugal lifestyle, and drive a 10-year old American car I paid cash on the spot for. I have an emergency fund and no debt. The only urgency is my urgency to become better, have more fun, and deliver more value.
If you don’t have a side business, man to man, I would recommend you quit home internet and start building it today. Before you are a few years older and a few years more beat down. Your free time and capital might disappear one day unexpectedly.
If you are an employee, on any day at any hour, your employer could decide to terminate your employment. You could get laid off or fired. If you had a side business, you would have a few years harvest of that extra income stored up. That, with the monthly income of the side business, would help you weather the storm and enable you to continue to build wealth.
Or you could get a girl pregnant, there goes your free time. No more reading bullshit blogs and fanatazing about starting a business. Now you’re dealing with baby shit on an hourly basis.
You could get T-boned by a drunk driver and die on the spot. Or you could be a happy pedestrian, prancing and skipping down the street, and a texting driver drifts onto the sidewalk…and you die on the spot.
Or you could be safe and sound in your mom’s basement, reading bullshit blogs and watching bullshit videos. Living a life of bullshit. Month after month, year after year. And you live until you’re 82. “Killing time” your whole life.
You can die tonight walking home from the bar, or you might be stuck on Planet Earth for 6 more decades. Either way, fuck the internet, build some skills this weekend and have some fun, because tomorrow is never promised. But most of us are stuck on Earth ’til they’re 60 at least.
Have fun out there in Brick&Mortar Land,