Rich Dad / Poor Dad

Yesterday afternoon between the hours of 12.30 and 2.30 I attended a Seminar in the Marriott Hotel, Kairdiff, in the aptly named Bardd suite, with my fondness for Eisteddfod Bards uppermost in my mind. A Socialist was on an Undercover Operation. There was  a gentleman with an Australian accent at reception to greet me with a free gift of a Rich Dad/Poor Dad dongle. A man with a high pitched Ystrad Mynach accent came in after me and said that 'I don't have a laptop'. We were a rum collection of characters indeed. I was dressed in wet weather gear and flat hat, looking as if I had been to Mart Caerfyrddin, indeed to goodness, look you isn't it! Des from Cwmbran, looking lost! There must have been about twenty of us in all waiting to hear how we could make our fortune. Well when you are a Bipolar on Benefit you have to find ways to fill your time! My Time Management is Crap! I run on Mayan time. I have never worn a watch in my life. Maybe for a week, after a birthday present as a child, but I disliked the feeling of something around my wrist. A watch I refer to as the 'Tag of Time' which is unfortunate for me because the main crux of the spiel was that you should become a good time manager. The seminar was very good and the gentleman with an American accent who reminded me a little of M.Scott. Peck who I mention in an earlier blog post http://sharkfishinginwales.blogspot.co.uk/2012/03/road-less-travelled.html was a very effective public speaker but not effective enough to get me to part with £997.00 for a Three Day Course of further study into the Rich Dad/Poor Dad Property Portfolio Technique of Mega Bucks which will be held over 3 days at the Angel Hotel, Cardiff from the 13th - 16th September. It was an enjoyable two hours and it flew by and if you see one advertised I would recommend attendance. The Presenter was slick, suave and humorous and I learnt some Dramatic Techniques. Maybe the reason I didn't part with 6 Months Benefit Money was that he said a home truth that caught me to the quick. He said it twice, once at the beginning and once at the end

" If you come from a place of suspicion, fear, lack and want then this is not for you"

How did he know I came from Bridgend I thought but then again that could sum up the attitude in any small town. He knew that I was a sceptic and a cynic. It's written all over my face. I used to be a soft touch but people don't try to sell to me anymore because they must sense the smouldering anger within. It wasn't a completely arbitrary and random attendance. I was despairing at my lack of financial literacy and negative attitude towards money and I borrowed Robert Kiyosaki's book from Cardiff Central Library when the revolving doors were working and glass wasn't smashing everywhere. It was a good book but what happens after you read a book. You take it back, you have perhaps retained a microcosm of knowledge and that's it, you go back to your place of fear and you don't take any action. "Rabbit in the Headlights" must be a Universal Human Condition and will probably find it's way into the DSM of Mental Health as a Psychiatiric Diagnosis . Procrastination and fear is crippling me but hang on if I win the Competition for the Best New Blog, at the Wales Blog Awards I might be able to afford to go! Have you voted yet? http://walesblogawards.co.uk/about/