Shit, that’s the wrong UBER.
Two weeks ago in Seattle, I got in the wrong Uber. Yeah, yeah – I’m a lost cause. But I did; I jumped in an Uber while on a conference call, the dude said some name, I nodded my head to confirm, and 12-minutes later I was across town – the wrong way (not to worry, I managed to escape adroitly).
And so goes life…
Often, our first mistake is getting in the wrong “UBER”, isn’t it?! (the wrong track/path).
Stuff like this happens all the time (maybe not my Uber mishap).
The big problem, though, the one that will cost you, is staying in that Uber.
But we get comfortable, don’t we?!
I know it wasn’t easy to get that UBER. I know you got a comfy seat in your UBER Black. I know it’s getting dark outside & it’s cold. But you’re in the wrong UBER, and staying in the wrong UBER won’t make it the right UBER.
If you really want to get where you set out to go, you’re going to have to get the $#@% out THE WRONG UBER.
So quit that lame ass job, drop that flaky friend, stop eating that crap diet, and get on with YOUR program.
