Time to Start Being Weird

Ok, this weird that I’m talking about isn’t really weird. It’s just uncommon these days. I’m challenging you to start reading. I’m not talking about books and articles (though those are important). It’s time to start reading the fine print.

Insert dramatic pause.

I’ve got news for you: companies are out to make money. No matter how many say they want to offer great customer service and make sure you’re satisfied and this and that, money is the ultimate goal of every company from Amazon to Gucci. When your local grocery store takes back that product that they say can be returned at any time if you’re dissatisfied, it’s because they can damage the product out without losing money. If stores’ bottom lines were affected with every return, please believe there would be a system in place to minimize that. Don’t believe me? Look at how Nordstrom’s return policy has shifted over the past two years. Or L.L. Bean’s policy change. Bottom lines matter more than customer service at the end of the day. Yes, some companies will take short term losses for long term loyalty but that only goes so far, as was the case with Nordstrom.

Which brings me back to my initial point (and the purpose of this post): You have to be weird and read the fine print. I know no one does it but I’m not in my twenties anymore. I can’t say “I didn’t know” and have people feel bad for me. Yesterday, I came out of pocket for something that could’ve been replaced free of charge because my failure to read fine print voided my warranty. Not saying you have to read all the fine print in the world but, for those things that really matter (cars, homes, life insurance, etc.), make sure you’re aware of what will keep you from taking full advantage of everything you’re paying for.

It’s a part of adulting, people. It sucks but it is what it is.


Make reading the fine print a priority.


Two Decades of 3EB

Twenty years ago, my parents bought me my first CD/cassette/radio combination boombox (a HUMONGOUS step up from my cassette tape one which I gave to my little sister once I got the cooler one) and Third Eye Blind’s self-titled debut album. I was in fifth grade and I thought I was the coolest kid because I had a cool new CD with a boombox so I could be the classroom DJ for our little parties.

Today, on the way to a pre-work meeting, I was in the mood to listen to the album for some reason. I was really feeling the music so I decided I’d play the rest on Spotify at my desk. Little did I know when I typed in 3EB that this year is the 20th Anniversary of the album’s release. There’s a special edition of the album that came out less than a month ago. If you were in the group of kids/teens that listened to hip hop and pop rock interchangeably, you probably rocked with some of 3EB’s songs, namely “Semi-Charmed Life” and “Jumper”. Anyway, this new release has a whole nother disc with unreleased tracks and demo versions.

This has very little to do with anything professional, per se, but has everything to do with being a young professional. We’re finally at the age where the music we grew up listening to is hitting the age required to be re-released. That’s kinda cool… and kinda not. But I’m going to enjoy finishing out the songs I know and then moving on to those that I’m unfamiliar with.

Oh… And it’s cool to finally be old enough to know what the heck these 20-something year olds were talking about. I was a 10 year old kid singing about a jumper and didn’t know what being on a ledge had to do with jumping. Adulting is tough folks but not that tough. So, please, “step back from that ledge my friend. You could cut ties from all the lies that you’ve been living in.”


Make being nostalgic a priority.