Men will be men. Or will they? Roles are a-changing folks. In the olden days (ie, 30 years ago) men would go down the pit or out in their deep-sea trawlers. And they’d socialise with men. And there would be a clear male/female divide. I’m not arguing that this was good, but just that it was how it was. But it’s no longer how it is.
I am a male of the species. And look at what I don’t do… I don’t put shelves up or tinker under the bonnet of my car. I don’t decorate or tile the bathroom. I wouldn’t ever attempt to lay a patio or build a wall. I don’t really do gardening. I haven’t got a veg patch or allotment. I struggle with Ikea furniture.
Whereas my mate Pat is one of the last of a dying breed – a real man. He builds walls. And puts roofs on houses. And does plastering. Which means I’m delighted to be born into today’s world. Because in the old days when men were men, I’d have been a failure!
So, while a lot of people get a bit stuck in a rut of sameness and hark back to the ‘good old days’, I can’t think of anything worse? I’m thankful of the modern world. Because people are allowed to be who they want to be.
And that’s what ‘The Art of Being Brilliant’ is all about. It’s not about your job! It’s simply a reminder to be yourself, brilliantly!
Have a fab day
Andy