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The Business of Being Awesome
October 1, 2008

On Friday and Monday, I went to another nearby Chinese restaurant for lunch. Once again, I was in the mood for sushi. Why do I go to Chinese restaurants for sushi? Because this is Georgia. Some of our Americanized Chinese eateries actually serve pizza, too. It’s how we roll.

Anyway, as is the custom, after each meal I received a fortune cookie. Alone, each fortune was boring. Put together, the fortunes were very interesting:

Friday: “You will be unusually successful in your business.”

Monday: “You will do well to expand your business.”

As we all know, fortune cookie “fortunes” are hand-written messages from God (He has excellent penmanship). Since He is all knowing, He knows most humans don’t notice subtle messages. So, He speaks to us through fortune cookies.

These fortunes of mine begged obvious questions:

What IS my business?

How do I expand it?

What did God mean in last year’s fortune, “Because of your melodic nature,
the moonlight never misses an appointment?”

At first, the “what is my business” question stumped me. I don’t own my own business. I work for “the man.” What on earth was God referring to?

And then it hit me.

My business is being awesome.

It isn’t so much a job as it is a calling, but nonetheless “being awesome” is what I do.

I’m awesome when I get out of bed in the morning. I’m awesome when I get dressed. I’m awesome when I develop webpages for my “day job.” I’m awesome when I eat my sandwich for lunch. I’m awesome when I pick my teeth with an old, mechanical pencil. I’m awesome when I drive home, get lost, and then find my way again. I’m awesome when I take my afternoon nap.

In short, I’m pretty much awesome twenty-four hours a day and seven days a week. When God tells me, via a fortune cookie, that I am unusually successful at being awesome, I say: “Tell me something I don’t know.”

Of course, His fortune telling me to expand my business of being awesome intrigues me. What does God mean by that?

Am I supposed to be awesome twenty five hours a day?

Am I supposed to recruit others and make them awesome?

Am I supposed to get married and have three-to-five awesome children?

Since the former is impossible, I can only assume God wants me to do one of the latter two possibilities. Or, perhaps, He wants me to do both of them.

Should I create a simple business card (prototype to the left) that I can hand out to anyone I believe to be capable of turning “being awesome” into a full-time job rather than just a hobby?

Do I sign up for personal ads with the heading, “Seeking Awesome Woman to Help Expand My Awesome Business By Bearing 3-to-5 Awesome Children?”

What should I do, people? I need ideas.

How can I expand my business of being awesome?

As always, please feel free to leave a comment or two or ten.

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