How it all began…..
My friend Kolbi came to visit me about 3 years ago on a visit to Europe and it was during that visit that the idea for this book was born. Kolbi and I met back in 1999 when we were both working on cruise ships and enjoying our single life. We used to meet up every night outside our cabin door, sit in the corridor and discuss our daily adventures with the ladies over one last drink. Laughing about our experiences and living in the moment. The conversations always ended with dreams of success, and we would discuss different ventures and business ideas that would make us rich. We were young and at the top of our game, the whole future ahead of us. It’s obvious to say that we became great friends and our paths continued to cross long after we left the ships... and so it was during this visit back in 2007 that the Man-ual was born.
It was a rare, sunny, Saturday afternoon in London and Kolbi and I decided to go have a beer and demolish some golf balls at the driving range. He was only stopping by for a week so it was essential to get in as much male bonding time as possible. We picked up our bucket of balls and with a couple of bottles of beer in our hand, headed up to the second tier of the driving range. As we spanked the balls out onto the field, most of them nowhere near where we wanted them to go, our conversations spilled out freely and we reminisced about the good days and the good times. Neither of us really paid any attention to the distance or accuracy of our game, but more about the details of our experiences since we last saw each other.
Then it happened, a random moment in our conversation that suddenly developed into gold. I stepped away form the striking area toward the small table and chairs that were fixed inside our booth, and as I reached down to grab my beer from the table, realized that I didn’t actually know which one was mine. Kolbi had already stood up and was almost ready to swing. I looked over at him and asked him which one was mine. His response: “Your beer is always the fullest, its in the Man-ual buddy.” As he said it he looked toward the field and spanked that ball perfectly! I looked over to him as he walked back and said; “ Kolbi, Where is this fucking manual and why hasn’t anyone actually wrote it.”
We begun reeling off questions about events and situations that would always end with a unified answer followed by “It’s in the Man-ual buddy!”
This is that Manual!
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