I’ve climbed Mount Everest with a broken tibia. I started a microfinance company in India to enable thousands of “untouchables” to turn human waste into high-margin polymer products. I sailed tandem across the South Atlantic with a malfunctioning compass. I’ve seen the Seven Wonders of the World in reverse chronological order. I played high school basketball against a future professional basketball player. I’ve just barely missed becoming a special adviser to one of the President’s Cabinet members. I’ve challenged Richard Dean Anderson to an explosives-making competition involving a paper clip, some duct tape, a piece of gum, a boomerang, and the requirement that each contestant must loudly hum the theme to MacGyver – and almost won.
At which point while reading the above did you think: (a) wow, that sounds exactly like what I did last year – I think I’ve found my soulmate!; (b) this guy is full of crap; (c) I’m sick of reading these ridiculous profiles? One or two things in the above are true, but most are not, and some don’t even make any sense - so if you picked (b) or (c), we might just get along...
