Average Is So Overrated!
Did you miss me? I took a week off to celebrate my birthday. But have no fear I’m back and better than ever. Ok maybe not , but I am older. Today’s blog is dedicated to my school principal from 4th-6th grade, Sister Nancy. She passed away last week, and I just heard about it this morning. She was the 1st person to tell me I was above average. I never forgot that, may she Rest In Peace.
I didn’t sleep much on Tuesday night so for the first time in my life I decided to go to the beach to see the sunrise. 20 minutes later there I was along with about 7 other people. I took a few pictures then walked around some. I had no shoes on so I kicked a few waves and stepped on a few seashells. As I was about to leave I decided to do something random. So I reached down and began to write in the sand one word and one word only..STOUT Pleased with my penmanship I took another picture and proceeded back home.
Later in the day I said to myself “Ha I guess I made my mark on the Earth.” I thought some more, and the answer was yes. I have made my mark on this Earth. I need to accept it, embrace it and enlarge it. I was never the person to be average, and I’m not going to start now. I’ve never been a fan of being average, who really is? “Hey let’s go eat at this new restaurant, I’ve heard the food is average.” “My wife is average looking, nothing spectacular to look at.” “Congratulations you’ve been awarded this scholarship for being the most average student in your graduating class.”
Most of us were taught to go to school, get a job, and then have a family. This is the average life for the average person. This is also boring and predictable as hell. I followed that same pattern. After graduating college I got a 9-5 job and worked in a cubicle. I wore a tie, and carried my lunch. I celebrated off days and weekends, and of course loathed Mondays because it was back to the “daily grind.” I woke up at the same time, got dressed the same way, and took the same route. I hated every minute of it. In school we are taught to be above average, yet in the “adult” world we are encouraged to be average. Wait? What? Huh? What happened to all the great things we were taught to strive for? Why aren’t they encouraged anymore? Why must we conform to the way it “has to be?” My aunt often asks “How are you going to live with no retirement fund from a job?” I laugh and say “That’s average. I’ll be fine, trust me.”
I did not start Stout Apparel to be average. Our designs aren’t average, and our customers certainly aren’t average. My goal was to create something that would give me an above average life for the rest of my life. I think I’m on the right track.When I was 15 I said I would have my first million by the time I was 30. Well I’m 33, and a few million behind. So now I have to be above above average to make up for lost time. Join me its pretty fun.I’ve learned that it doesn’t take time, money, or anything fancy to be above average. There is no training, and it cannot be taught.
All you really need is one thing, and one thing only, desire. Not just any desire, a strong desire. If you have the desire to be better, you will become better. Desire so strong it keeps you up at night and you end up on a beach at 6:45am walking in the water, taking pictures, and making sure you spell it out so that the Earth knows you’re there and you don’t get along with average.
Geoffrey Johnson(Above Average since 1981)
Owner-Operator Stout Apparel