I’m giving you permission to take the afternoon off.
If your boss is upset, tell him I gave you permission. Go ahead. You can leave now.
I punched out ten minutes ago.
And if you absolutely can’t physically leave your place of employment, I’m giving you permission to mentally check out of your daily job early today.
Go ahead. Close your email. Log off of Twitter. Shut off your computer. Turn out the lights. We don’t want any more interruptions.
Excited?
Bummer, because I’m going to need you to come back to work. I’m going to need you to come back to your real job.
Your real job is the rest of your life. Your real job is the next five, ten, twenty years of your actual life. Your real job is not the place where you go between the hours of 9 a.m and 5 p.m.
Here’s your duties for the rest afternoon:
Dream about the next five years of your real job.
Fantasize about the next five years of your real job.
Plan the next five years of your real job.
Set goals for the next five years of your real job.
Figure out how to achieve these goals, dreams, and desires over the next five years of your real job.
I need all of this done before 5 p.m. Oh, and I’m going to need you to work on the weekend too, because we need you to start implementing this immediately.
It’s already late. We need you to make this your top priority.
I know – I’m terribly sorry. I know you wanted to watch Dateline tonight, but I really need you to get started on this immediately.
