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$30K A Year Millionaire – It Doesn’t Work

When I first arrived in South Florida just about eight years ago, I was woefully ignorant of the social scene. I was single, in full-on beta mode, and a rather unattractive sample of the male gender. My 250 or so pounds wasn’t fitting well on my physique and my style was basically man-frump. Being single, I was curious about the local female fauna.

My boss, eager to show me the ways of this part of the world, took me around to point out the sights. One Saturday evening, he took me to a nightclub/bar most frequented by the over 40 crowd. It was a wonderment. Back in the day, posh eating establishments required men to wear a sport coat and if not wearing one, these men were given a loaner for the evening. This nightclub was kind of place where if a man wasn’t wearing a gold chain, one might be given to him as a loaner for the evening. This set the tone of South Florida at the time.

My boss also introduced me to the concept of the “$30K a year millionaire”. In a place where image and appearance is so important, younger men have to keep up. This is not easy in a place where millionaires and billionaires frequent the land. What’s a 28 year old man to do? Fake it. Here’s how it works:

1. Find a job, any job. Say, $30K a year?

2. Don’t move out of the parent’s house or rent a rat-hole with a bunch of other guys.

3. Spend all disposable income on the trappings of success. Lease the most expensive car possible. Try to look like a million bucks.

4. Hit the nightclubs where the hotties hang out and claim “I’m a hedge fund manager” or some such nonsense.

5. Hope to get laid. Sometime it worked.

This is all Blue Pill Game.

Four years ago I had a young man of about 26 working for me. He knew Game. He wasn’t paid much and still lived at home. His car was shitty and worse, he was rather short. But this guy had Game and worked it. He traded in the trappings of material success and worked on his confidence. He won.

He still drives a shitty car.

As a nice aside, there are some funny stories here. The one about the Tissot watch is priceless and relevant to this post.

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