TUNA BREATH sample (Chapter 3)

Greetings friends!

Here’s another TUNA BREATH sample–an excerpt of chapter 3: Cut Your Hair and get Job.  This chapter explains the unique title, which is actually something my dad told me many times as a kid, and it reveals how I started to lose weight as a 275-pound teenager.  It also introduces the first of 3 turning points I highlight in the book.  This one is all about seeking “physical balance,” or simply put: losing weight and getting into shape!

I hope you enjoy it.

Many thanks,

Doug P.

Opening paragraphs to Chapter 3: Cut Your Hair and Get a Job

Have you ever made a simple choice that had huge consequences? You know, ever made a choice that seemed small, but its meaning grew like a snowball rolling down a mountain? Not like choosing a mate or choosing to go after your first thirty-year adjustable-rate mortgage—yikes! I’m talking about a no-brainer, a no-big-deal decision—the kind of choice you make when you’re seventeen. But somehow, when you weren’t looking, and maybe only when you really stopped to think about it, that small choice actually changed your life. This happened to me when I chose to follow Dad Rule #3 and become a security guard.

Like I mentioned in the previous chapter, Dad Rule #3 required that my brother and I have legitimate jobs by the age of eighteen. The rule didn’t say what kind of work we had to do. The rule simply stated that we needed to be presentable in public and support ourselves someday. Actually, to quote the man, it went more like this: “Boys, the free ride will be over soon. Don’t kid yourself about living under my roof for free with your mother and me. You will be weaned from the teat! When you’re eighteen, you need to cut your hair and get a job.”

My brother, Ben, and I heard “When you’re eighteen, cut your hair and get a job” starting at a very early age. This wasn’t a scare tactic from an overbearing dad. It was actually said out of love in an instructive way, like “Here’s your roadmap to becoming a man.” In fact, my dad started teaching us the value of honest work maybe even before I spoke English. “Ha-ha-ha. He said teat,” the two-year-old chuckled while skimming the classifieds.

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