That's a good quip from a sub-mensa level ******.

I kid, I kid. So I make things up as I go. It's my blog and I'll do what I want.

True. I did find it only very average myself.
All jokes aside tho boss. You seem all book smart. Mensa level IQ which I'm sure ud be surprised how many people possess mind you, will only get you so far. You need more life experience...street smarts me thinks.
My honest advice (not that you asked) would be if you really wana be a great salesman start at a car yard, the ****tiest one you can find and learn first how to talk to people. The good ole "gift of the gab" as they call it in Oz will get you way further than many university degrees will sometimes.
Work there for a few months and if you can get a track record of sales going, progression upwards and outwards could be swift.
At the very least it's gotta be better than grinding out a days wortha selling windows surely?

I sold for four years in the past. I'm book smart but if you met me you'd probably think I was in a band or something... not at all the nerdy vibe. car sales is like retail, can't do that ****. I get tired talking to people all day.. my job is in the car most of the time. then 2 hours of talking/negotiating, then back in car. not too bad really

when i had success in the past it was through sheer knowledge of my product. right now my knowledge is weak but I'm going to keep learning.

You bring up a good point though, and today I was daydreaming of living in Taiwan or china teaching English. They always say what would you be doing if you already had all the money in the world? My answer used to be poker. Now I think it would be traveling, exploring, learning, never being tied to the same place... maybe a million isn't my goal after all

Now that I have a job and am starting to pick up momentum, I look at my poker playing days and don't envy them. Poker is gambling, and it is a pretty sad way of life. Maybe not for everyone, but man, it's stressful.

mesa it 130+ right? so 2.5% of the population.

IQ has a very weak positive correlation with success though. Your parents level of success has a much stronger positive correlation with success.

I think it's 130 yeah. There are two types of IQ tests. I hit 130 on one of them. I could be wrong, since if Mensa uses the other test I don't know. I've never been to a Mensa gathering and I don't really have an interest in that.

I don't really put much weight on IQ since it tests a certain type of intelligence. I would say success has more to do with character traits than intelligence; but, having intelligence would certainly make it easier.

I've always hated the idea of having a "job." Or a "boss."

I want to get rich (should be clear by now). The way is not to get a job. That's security. The way to get rich is to work for oneself. It seems like these are the ways:

1. Start a company
2. Write a bestselling book/movie/tv show
3. Become a celebrity through an outrageous act then write a book
4. Become the BEST at a certain area in life. Then you become so valuable people will have to pay you for your time at a high level.
5. Get to know rich people. Be of some service to them that is worth a lot. I can't think of what this could be, but rich people pay more for certain things.


Despite all these "schemes" above, I am not cynical.I think that by doing what you love you can become rich. I have a rich relative and he said you can, "do what you love and let it kill you." Joseph Campbell said follow your bliss.

6. Wait for big bag of money to fall from sky

For Mensa, the minimum accepted score on the Stanford–Binet is 132, while for the Cattell it is 148. You just missed it.

Nah I was in the mid-130s. That was when I was 18.

Not sure why everyone is getting caught up on such an insignificant thing though. I remember the guy to took my test results had this look of envy and anger when he saw my score. Amazing how people get so jealous over something so silly. I would gladly give up 20 points of my IQ if it would make me dumb and happy. Life isn't easy for people who think a lot.

Ok il bite. But mostly due to hurt/anger still that ScreaminAsian barred me from his blog.
It's not jealousy that's the reason i brought it up.
I find it quite amusing that you made the effort to point out you possess Mensa level IQ on a site that's full of very smartens.
And, with all due respect here, nothing you have said after this statement leads me to believe you are infact that bright at all. That was my reason.

You're entitled to your opinion, man. Believe me, if I was going to spend my life proving to "marke." that I had a high IQ, then I probably wouldn't have a high I.Q., would I? Sort of a puzzle, or conundrum.

But I'm glad I amused you. That's why I'm here, after all

And I only pointed it out because I was frustrated with my lot in life, saying to myself "why oh why am I dead broke and morons are in high places!!??" It was a lamentation, if you will, sort of like they wrote in the olden times. I in no way was bragging. If anything it was an anti-brag since I have failed at using my god-given talents so badly.

Far more important than IQ is the ability to visualize success. I am finally able to visualize the things I want in life. I think that is extremely important. Napolean HIll talked about that.

Business probably isn't that hard. Make customers happy, do a good job, follow up. Provide good service. Branson is dyslexic. Who cares.

it's a standardized test on a bunch of white nonsense. give that exam to a tribal elder deep in the secluded amazon jungle and he'll come out with such a score you will be pulling out the wheelchair and getting ready to dab his drool with a rag. but ask that Kaplan test proctor to survive one week in that jungle and the whole tribe will look at him as the invalid.

it's no brag to have a high score while accomplishing absolutely nothing with your life. so many idiots make a million dollars in america every day; anyone who's not a millionaire obviously just doesn't want it enough.

Yeah exactly. The ability to get rich has more to do with the ability to get other people to work for you. That has literally nothing to do with your ability to spot patterns on floral diagrams.

The majority of self-made millionnaires in this country are immigrants because they see opportunity, whereas people raised here complain all the time. We are in the best counry, in the best time period in the history of the world. People will give you their money so easily if you can just convince them to. People LOVE spending their money.

florida diagram spotters make like 210k a year i heard

Excellence is a habit - Aristotle

Daily practice leads to success. Work on the little things. Never stop improving.

I think I've come to realize that I hate money.

I bet most people here hate money, that's why we gamble.

To love money is to hate life.

Life is always purer without money.

Money is the lowest representation of value.

Value is a concept too big for this post. Value is something for the gods, for religion, for relationships, for families.

What is the value of a slice of pizza to a man who has not eaten in days? Surely more than a gourmet dinner for me.

What is the value of a genuine feeling, not the biproduct of a feeling we are supposed to feel based on mass media marketing, the false joy of an Iphone? Priceless.

What is the value of sitting by a fire, with loved ones, enjoying the thrill of being alive?

Money is filthy. Yet I need it to live the life I want.
What the ****.

Find a way to monetize existential angst and you could cut your timeline in half!

No need to hate money OP. Money is just a means to an end. Money is a tool that you can use to get what you want. I think that's where your angst comes in. You don't know what you want. What do you want?

I don't know what I want. I ask myself that and then there's just this big empty pause. I just stare into space waiting on an answer. I mean, of course I want a beer, or a sandwich, or a Ferrari, or to bang this chick, or whatever. But, after I get those things I'll be right back where I started. I want, I don't know what I want.

It's much easier to figure out what you don't want. I know what I don't want. I don't want to be confused. I don't want my quality of life to deteriorate. I don't want to die (social death).

So, I want: mental clarity, an insured constantly improving quality of life, and positive social connections. I want to be smart, happy, and solvent. I want options.

Money goes a long way towards achieving those things.

Sorry for the ramble. I'm working some things out.

I'm finding that's a byproduct of this thread is I'm learning what I really want... and it's probably not a standardized hallmark variety "good life." I thought I wanted that, and I saw these really social people I know who seem happy with good jobs and good looking girlfriends, but I realize I have no desire for that at all.

I'm a weird dude I guess, I want to sit in a room all day, a nice room mind you, have a cool chick I love (I've banged decent amount of girls, had a threesome, and I'm saying that to say that **** never satisfied me) and who loves me, and create awesome stuff. Yeah and I need money because nothing is sadder than my last apartment, with no furniture and always scrambling to pay rent. I want to not look at my bank account and see less than $200.

When I'm happiest I'm writing or creating something that doesn't exist in this world. I want to not think about death and life and work and bills and I want to pretend that I'm in another space and time for a while. I did a little acting before and that was cool and I'd love to be involved in that world, entertainment, theatre, movies, whatever. Poetry. Whatever.

I want a friend who isn't full of **** but I never make an effort and I never trust people enough to let them in.

Then comes the Fear. The fear of not making it, of being 45 and working three jobs and being broke and single and sick from all the smoking and Mcdonalds.
The Fear of judgment from family and friends who think I'm eccentric and can't relate to me at all. The Fear paralyzes me every moment.

getting rambly and incoherent sorry but that's what I've learned... I want a life as far away from this one as possible.. that's when I'm happiest. That moment when I'm in a faraway place

Sick of being broke and black sheep of family. I can't get it together and get a decent job. I'm getting too old to take **** all day... my personality is too strong, too raw and honest...

pressure from parents, society, don't know where to turn.

I can't live without doing something creative... maybe will go to california with no money and try to act... seems like a decent idea, why not right hahaha

My problem is I can't lie. I can't dissimulate. I can't pander, I can't be not me.

I don't care who is around, a boss, an "authority figure."I don't recognize authority. I recognize the moral code. A lie is a breaking of the code.

That's what I'm going to do. Get loans for a theatre program. learn to act. Find decent souls, not manipulators and liars, find a nurturing environment, find love, really live

You are no snowflake my friend. Every one who is broke is sick of being broke. Nobody can get it together and there are no decent jobs. Nobody who has it together would find any job decent, anyway. Objectives kill the spirit.

John wouldn't talk to me for a year. He sat at my bar everyday at 4pm and drank scotch until he couldn't keep his head up. Then he stumbled off to his condo. He graduated college with some tech degree and then crushed it in the market. He was retired and owned everything. He drove his beemer down to the docks everyday and drank beers with the boys. He drove it home and parked it. Walked to my bar and drank scotch until he was done.

He did everything right and had it wired. "I have no idea what the ****" is what he said to me.

Down on luck mother ****ers are a dime a dozen. People who have won at life and still can't find meaning...

I think... gratitude: the quality of being thankful; readiness to show appreciation for and to return kindness...

I think that's where it starts.

I think that's where your success starts.

Love yah