What if I told you that the fastest way for a profitable company to go bankrupt is to grow really fast? Sounds backwards, right? That is exactly what this chapter is about.
Tim Ferriss is standing in an airport security line with a medical sensor implanted in his abdomen. His hands are sweating. He almost wore a 50-pound weighted vest through TSA, but a friend talked him out of it by pointing out it looked like a suicide bomber jacket. So the vest stayed home. But the implant made it through just fine.
Tim Ferriss is standing in an airport security line with a medical sensor implanted in his abdomen. His hands are sweating. He almost wore a 50-pound weighted vest through TSA, but a friend talked him out of it by pointing out it looked like a suicide bomber jacket. So the vest stayed home. But the implant made it through just fine.
Henderson walks into a Romanian bank. He has his passport. That is it. Twenty-five minutes later he has a fully functional bank account. The banker, Teodora, looks at him like he is crazy when he acts surprised. “Why would it not be easy?” she asks.
Here is a sentence that will surprise exactly nobody who has ever checked their bank account after payday: just because you earned money does not mean you have money. Companies work the same way.
Tim Ferriss’s dad was standing outside a BBQ restaurant in San Jose when a homeless man walked up and said: “You know how I lost all my weight? More than 100 pounds? Garlic. Clove after clove.”
Tim Ferriss’s dad was standing outside a BBQ restaurant in San Jose when a homeless man walked up and said: “You know how I lost all my weight? More than 100 pounds? Garlic. Clove after clove.”
A city burns down. Warehouses full of wheat turn to ash. Storage capacity drops overnight. And a group of traders looks at this disaster and thinks: “We can make money off this.”
A city burns down. Warehouses full of wheat turn to ash. Storage capacity drops overnight. And a group of traders looks at this disaster and thinks: “We can make money off this.”
“Go eat at McDonald’s. Get a Big Mac.”
That was actual medical advice. From an actual doctor. In an actual hospital.