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Super cars, books and happy places

I am not fond of reading fiction, but I continually invest in yet another non-fiction book to the dismay of my wife, because we have long since run out of bookshelf space.
But I’ll rest my case with the following quotes;

One does not stop buying books just because there is no more shelf space

and I’d like to see myself as extraordinary because Robin Sharma said

Ordinary people have big TV’s, but extraordinary people have big libraries.

A recent purchase from a second hand bookstore was a book titled Why Information Grows by César Hidalgo. Hidalgo share his thoughts on a newspaper article he once read about a man who bought (at that stage) the world’s most expensive car, a Bugatti Veyron for $2,5 million.

He then continues as follow: “After a quick Web search I estimated the per-kilo price of the car, turned out to be roughly $1300. To put this price in context, we can look at the per kilo price of gold and silver. Depending on the day, the price of a kilo of pure silver is about $1000, while a kilo of gold is around $50 000. So although the Bugatti is not worth its weight in gold, it is worth more than its weight in silver.

Now, you may argue that comparing a kilo of Bugatti and a kilo of silver is pure nonsense, since there is not much you can do with an actual kilo of Bugatti.” But we can learn some lessons from this fictional story.

Hidalgo then argues “Imagine for a second that you just won a Bugatti Veyron in the lottery. Pumped up, you decide to take your new car for a drive. In your excitement, you crash the Bugatti into a wall, escaping unharmed but a little sad, since you did not have any car insurance. The car is a total wreck. Now how much is that kilo of Bugatti worth?

The answer to this question is pretty obvious. The dollar value of the car evaporated in the seconds it took you to crash it against that wall, but its weight did not. So where did the value go?

The car’s dollar value evaporated in the crash not because the crash destroyed the atoms that made up the Bugatti, but because the crash changed the way in which they were arranged.”

My daughter loves music and plays four instruments and she reckons that a store that sells music instruments is her happy place, where I’d prefer a bookstore and someone else perhaps a dealership for super cars.

So where is your happy place?

# Perhaps you are a people’s person and you love to be surrounded by people whether at work or social. Other people love a secluded place where they can work on their own or be busy with their own thoughts and perhaps prefer one on one social activity.

For many people a coffee shop is their happy place besides home. Others continually yearn for the wide open spaces of the Karoo or some place in nature while some people are inseparable from their work.

Although it is more pleasant to be at certain locations than others, true happiness does not reside in a place (or in a Bugatti), but can only be found within yourself and stems from your relationship with God. “For a day in Your courts is better than a thousand. I would rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God than dwell in the tents of wickedness.” (Psa 84:10)

Make the presence of the Lord your happy place for it is better than a thousand years in any other time or place.

To be able to really enjoy your work, you at least need to do something that matches your authentic self. A Career Direct Assessment will reveal the real you.

Also tune in to my program “Jy die Entrepreneur” Monday evenings 20:00 and Saturdays 12:30 on Radio Namakwaland

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