POOP OCCURS

“Sh*t happens” as the saying goes, and it’s true. Life is messy and full of excrement. No wonder why we’re all so pooped at the end of the day. Too much to do. So little time.

No one is guaranteed any happiness, but crappiness seems to be a given. That may not seem fair, but the person telling you life should be fair, was unfair.

Fair means “in accordance with the rules or standards,” and that’s the problem. The person or society making these rules and standards determines what’s fair or not.

FAIR AND FERTILE

I think it’s unfair that equally qualified women are still paid less for the same work than their male counterparts. But, sh*t happens, so what are you going to do about it? Complain to the narrow-minded men who are in charge?

I have had my “fair” share of sh*t happen to me, and I am on a mission to turn that sh*t into manure. Here’s the difference:

Sh*t stinks. Manure stinks too, but you can use it for fertilization.

Fertilization is essential for growth. Without fertilization you and I wouldn’t even be here. Sometimes our worst and most messy moments turn into the best opportunities for growth.

THE BAD AND THE GOOD

Between you and me, my second marriage was a sh*tshow. It should never have been allowed to happen, but I was foolish and said “I do.” However, it did bring me to the United States where I met my third wife who is everything my second wife wasn’t. How about loving, kind, compassionate, and wise (just to mention a few qualities)?

My sh*tty second marriage also made me the father of a beautiful daughter whom I love with all my heart. It’s a clear example that very bad things can lead to very good things. But at the moment the poop hits the fan, you have no idea how well things may actually turn out.

TURN OF LUCK

I once auditioned for a job I thought I was perfect for and desperately wanted. It would have paid the rent for many months. Since there is no fair in voice overs, the client didn’t pick me, and I became very angry…

…until a much better opportunity presented itself a day later for which I was selected. Had I landed the first gig, I wouldn’t have been able to do the second.

So yes… life stinks sometimes, but as long as you can turn a turd into compost, you’re going to be okay!