The other day I was thinking that I might need a life coach to help me get on track and stay on track with all the crapola I have going on. Then I thought, can anyone just say they’re a life coach, or do they need to get certified. So, I googled that shit. My little search bar populated itself with this:
I sat there with my mouth hanging open and my “ain’t nobody got time for that!” look wondering, “What in the actual hell?!” I just had to know why supple leopard, of all the possible things on Earth, popped itself into my little Google search bar. So, I googled that shit, too. A link to Amazon was presented and this is what Amazon tried to sell me:
I thought, “Aw, hell, naw, Amazon! You’re not going to get me to exercise, you sneaky mo fo!” Then I thought, “You know, I could have more time to exercise if I had control of all the other crap in my life. I should probably get a life coach.” And then I started banging my head against the damn wall.