Iām staying with my parents in Florida for a few weeks. Hydrotherapy in their pool is ace for my surgical recovery (and the vitamin D certainly doesnāt hurt either).
In fact, Iām typing this very newsletter from their tchotchke room, surrounded by family photos (three-deep on the shelves), trophies from my youth, and what seems like hundreds of commemorative hockey pucks.
But thereās less stuff in this room than the last time I visited. š¤
Thatās because Dad read a book called Nobody Wants Your Shit: The Art of Decluttering Before You Die. He hasnāt stopped raving about it since I got down here.
š People donāt build shit-piles on purpose. They just stop noticing.
š You can't polish a turd, but you can sure as hell stop babysitting it.
And now ā the story behind why this advice matters. šļø
But firstā¦
For the next few weeks, Iāll be sharing snippets from my new weekly newsletter that helps you write faster, hit harder, and connect the dots between what you know ā and what the world needs to hear.
Youāve probably heard this a thousand timesā
SHOW. š DONāT. š TELL. š
Telling states facts, while showing paints a picture that lets readers experience it for themselves.
This matters because readers donāt connect with abstract statements ā they connect with images, emotions, and action. Instead of just telling them how someone feels, show the small, human details that bring it to life.
So how do you do this?
Use action ā whatās happening physically?
Use senses ā what does it look or feel like?
Stay tight ā swap the abstract for the specific.
In last weekās issue of Drunk Writing Advice, we covered how to flawlessly execute those three things, and featured some killer exercises that brought it all to life.
About 17 years ago, my folks moved from my childhood home to a Florida retirement community. And every time I visit, I feel like Iām living in a Seinfeld episode.
šļø Power plays in the condo board.
šļø Petty disputes over tennis courts.
šļø Passive aggressive pool-chair wars.
Iām just waiting for Jack Klompus to walk in with a pen that writes upside down. š
Yāall ā Seinfeld wasnāt satire. Iāve seen it first hand, and trust me, itās shockingly accurate.
Most of the neighbors are generally lovely, but thereās definitely a Klompus or two⦠Source: Tenor
Yesterday, as we were driving by the community clubhouse, Dad pointed out a āshit-pileā by the side entrance. What began as a small utility area had grown into a boneyard for anything the property managers didnāt want to deal with.
Broken pool umbrellas
Chipped bocce balls
Torn tennis nets
John Deere utility carts seemingly parked by a drunk toddler
Dad turned to me and said, āAll it took was one piece of shit to attract more shit, and turn it into a damn shit-pile.ā
I thought⦠holy moly. Thatās true for so many things.
People. Attitudes. Problems.
And of course, stuff.
Shit attracts more shit. And it also repels shitās natural enemy ā clarity.
Iām lucky. For the most part, Iāve avoided truly toxic workplaces. I also tend to quit quickly if I sniff out a jerk.
And I have a perfectly valid reason for rashly departing any organization that employs even one assholeā
Itās because of "peer contagion", which is the scientific term for āassholes tend to turn other people into assholesā.
I have a pretty rosy view of humanity. Call me naive, but I truly believe that most people, when left uninfluenced by negative factors, are honest, kind, and seek to do right by each other.
But weāre also wildly impressionable, and toxic people can influence the behavior of those with even bulletproof values. Iāve personally experienced moments in my career where Iām deeply ashamed of how I behaved ā having been surrounded by shit-people, and choosing to mimic their shit-behavior.
Iāve jumped into the shit-people-pile without even realizing what was happening.
And I bet you have, too.
Weeee! Source: Giphy
But the concept of peer contagion doesnāt just apply negatively. It can also apply positively.
A few weeks ago, I invited my amazing uncle, a renowned PhD psychologist and entrepreneur, to lead a mental health session in Stealth Mastermind ā and I couldnāt have been prouder of our little community!
Why?
Because every member of the group showed up with an open heart, and supported each otherās vulnerabilities without judgement. Sorry if that sounds a little kumbaya, but itās really difficult to openly say āIām struggling with my mental healthā in a room full of talented business people.
And the positive outcomes from that session are already compounding. Relationships are deeper. Optimism is palpable.
And most importantly for an entrepreneurship mastermind ā business goals are clearer.
(P.S. ā If youāre an entrepreneur, and interested in joining our group, hit reply and weāll chat about it!)
Thereās another kind of contagion you need to avoid. It can infect your brain. And thereās no vaccine for it.
Cognitive contagion implies that you can catch someoneās bad attitude like a bad flu. Researchers at the University of Notre Dame (Go Irish) studied how freshman roommatesā attitudes rubbed off on each other over a remarkably short period of time:
If you came to college and your roommate had a very negative thinking style, your own thinking style became more negative. It seems counterintuitive that you can catch someone's style of thinking like you could catch a cold or the flu. But six months after living with a roommate with a negative thinking style, some formerly cheerful students were showing signs of cognitive vulnerability known to put them at risk for depression.
The shit-pile theory goes beyond treating others poorly when youāre surrounded by assholes. It turns out, it can also cause you to treat yourself poorly.
But just like Stealth Mastermind proved during our mental health session, the Notre Dame study concluded that positivity is contagious as well:
Some students with a gloomy disposition who got a cheerful, upbeat roommate were more likely to be cheerful and upbeat six months later. When confronted by a setback, such as a bad grade or a romantic breakup, these students began demonstrating some of the resilience of their cheerful companions.
So if you feel your own attitude wavering, avoid the shit-attitude-pile, and look for a positive-attitude-pile. Those folks will lift you up!
A few years ago, I joined a Facebook group for women of a particular lifestyle. (Sorry, thatās the only detail youāll get on this topic, but Iāll let your imagination wander wildly š).
Oh no. Source: Giphy
For many of these women, our common lifestyle produces problems. Luckily I donāt experience these problems, but a lot of them do. So one of the functions of this group is to provide āsupportā.
But hereās the issueā
A bunch of problem-ladened people coming together to talk about those problems, without some sort of positive leadership, isnāt a support group. Itās a commiseration group.
So while these gals get their feelings validated, their problems donāt get solved.
In fact, they usually end up with more problems, because, as weāve already established ā shit-attitudes attract more shit-attitudes. And shit-attitudes amplify shit-problems.
One cracked pool chair might seem harmless. But soon enough, itās bound to attract rusted lawn signs, sun-bleached umbrellas, and broken brooms. Then youāve got yourself a shit-pile.
Shit-piles arenāt created overnight ā they accumulate slowly. Thatās how workplaces become toxic, friend groups implode, and your personal goals get buried under other peopleās baggage.
But you donāt have to be the pooper scooper. You just have to be the person who notices the first sign of stink ā then get the hell out.
So if the people suck, walk.
If the attitude dampens your outlook, bolt.
And if the vibes scream āwe donāt solve problems here, we just sit in them,ā donāt f*cking commiserate.
Better yet, immunize yourself from shit-piles entirely by seeking out talented people you want to emulate.
Cheers! š»
-Kristin
P.S. ā Stealth Mastermind is now welcoming a new cohort. If youāre an entrepreneur, hit reply and tell me about yourself!