Three Personal Brands for a Coach

Three personal brands for a coach: characteristics and examples to help define target audience and value proposition

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High on Meth and Alone on My 25th Birthday

Slammed: a Memoir — Chapter 3 Part 6

Warning: Drug use and sexual situations.

July 2003, 10:30 pm: The evening before my birthday.

I took a small bump of my birthday present from Randy, turned on the porn, and logged onto Manhunt. As I watched the clock tick toward 11 pm, I began imagining the kind of debauchery I was going to have to celebrate my 25th birthday.

Earlier that day, Randy and I had been hanging out front of Matthew’s building. He was sitting on a railing in light blue shorts and a tank top of thick white and green horizontal stripes. Even though it was the middle of July, I was wearing jeans and a black t-shirt, cause I’m weird like that.

“So,” he began to ask conspiratorially, “what do you want for your birthday?” He reached out and took ahold of my shirt and gently pulled me toward him so I was between his legs.

If getting playful Randy instead of irritated Randy was one of my birthday presents, I was absolutely fine with that.

I put my hands on his thighs, warmed by the sun that beat down on both of us. “Well,” I began, my voice full of mischief, “I’d like to try some group action.”

“Yeah?” I had his attention.

“Yeah, you come over, I’ll see if there are any others who’d like to join, and we’ll, ya know, have a grand old time.” A little British slipping in there at the end.

I wanted to get blitzed and live out my porn fantasy. I was beyond done with dipping toes and fingers and dicks in the water and was ready to dive in head first.

“I love it,” Randy replied. “How about tonight. I’ll come over about 11 and we’ll ring in your birthday with a bang.” He pulled something out of his pocket. Not opening his hand, he grabbed mine and palmed it to me. I felt what it was before taking a quick glance. It was a little baggie with what looked to be about a half of a quarter gram of Tina. I quickly stashed it in my pocket.

“Now don’t do any of that till tonight.”

I dropped the flirting and pretense “Great! So, 11 pm?”

“Yeah,” he smiled.

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