My advice is often free: I choose when to deliver it and I choose how to dish it out.
It’s often in the style and utilizing the type of humor that characterizes me since a young age. I am the way I am and nobody will change that.
When you ask for my advice, particularly when it’s given for free, don’t tell me how I should phrase my statements. I don’t sugar-coat my words and I often rattle the chains of those that appear to ask for advice but then refuse to accept it.
My time equals money.
Just like a lawyer clicks a stopwatch the moment you begin to consult with them, I also have an invisible timer that starts counting down, from the moment you show a lack of appreciation for what I am offering for free.
The moment that timer shows zero, you’ve reached the end of the line – you’ve become an asshat domainer unworthy of my time.
So learn to appreciate the advice itself, not the wrapper. If you want butterflies and candy canes, you can always call your mom on the phone.
It’s unfortunate that sometimes people get hung up over how a message is delivered instead of focusing on the contents it contains.