Author: Adam

I always wonder if someone is full of shit. Whether it’s in business or my personal life having a bullshit detector is critical. Some of us have a better bull secretion detector than others but we all have one.

Throughout my life, I’ve met plenty of people and companies who are full of shit and plenty of people and companies who are as sincere and genuine as they come. The tricky part comes when the person or company insists they are one way, however, their actions depict them as another way.

Rule number 1 for detecting bull secretion is when a person or a company says one thing insistently but they do another thing repeatedly. Automatically, you’re nostrils should begin to flare.

Rule number 2 is to learn more about the person or company’s track record. Someone can say they are a certain way, but if nothing in their past reflects that then those nostrils should perk even more.

Rule number 3 is to ask sources. Ask people that have dealt with the person or company before. If other people or customers have dealt with the person or company before, find out their experience. But you have to be careful with this. You’re going to need your bullshit detector for this exercise in it of itself.

Rule number 4 is the hardest rule of all to follow. But it will always give you the right answer no matter what. It is 100% guaranteed.

The rule is simple. Wait and see. Most people don’t want to do this but this exercise works every single time. Although life is extremely short, it’s also fairly long (if that makes any sense). Within due time, you’ll be able to tell if a person or a company is full of it.

Usually a company that is full of it will go out of business or bankrupt and a person that is full of it will continue to act opposite of what they say.

Having a reliable bullshit detector can be your most valuable asset. It has saved me tens of thousands of dollars and hours in business and hundreds of wasted hours with people who are full of nothing but hot air.

Cypress Hill said it best, “When the shit goes down, you better be ready!”

I’ve had a cold for over 3 weeks now that won’t let down. It’s annoying, because when I talk I sound like I’m underwater. And I’m not a big fan of medicine because it doesn’t cure anything. Until I can’t breathe or walk, I stay medicine free.

I also have an older sister (29) who has never swallowed a pill in her entire life and can barely stomach any medicine. At this point, it’s a joke already, but I tell her she better learn how to swallow a pill because, God forbid, if something happens she’s going to be forced to learn and that won’t be fun.

Part of being a little brother means that I have to be a wise ass. Growing up whenever I’d take medicine, I’d always say, “Look Ali, look, is this so hard?”

I’d make it a point to show her that I could take any medicine, no matter how awful, without complaining, no matter how much I hated it. Sometimes, I’d go as far as swallowing pills without water.

This past Sunday, I was hanging out with my sister and Mike (my brother-in-law) at their house. They kept insisting that I take some sort of medicine because they didn’t want to get sick. Even though they were relentless, it was understandable. But of course, being the wise ass that I am, I had to make a few comments.

So my sister goes to her never ending medicine cabinet and gives me a chewable pill, about the size of a very thick quarter. It would take some time to work through it, but it was no obstacle to the man who could take any medicine (at least in front of my sister). I popped it in my mouth and started working.

At first it was pleasant, citrus-like. But the flavor just kept intensifying. It went from mild to strong in about five seconds. By half a minute, it was so harsh my eyes were watering, and I had only chewed about 10% of this pill. I started to worry.

A minute into it, it was so intense, I was going to puke, literally. I ran to the kitchen sink to spit it out, but gave it a few more seconds to see if I could get through it. No medicine had beaten me yet (at least not in front of her), and I wasn’t going to go down easy, especially in front of Mike!

The waves of nausea blew over me, and I knew one of them was going to put me over the edge. It was time to bail. I spit the rest of the pill into the sink, defeated.

While hysterical laughing, they both informed me that the pills aren’t actually pills at all. They are designed to be dissolved in a tall glass of water, like Alka Seltzer.

It goes to show you, never underestimate your competition…but pay-back, is going to be a bitch!