In my new Return of Kings article, I discuss why I have for the time being abandoned the personal training industry full time—because, frankly, it kind of sucks (to do full time at least, part time is still a corking good time). As I’ve previously said, 90% of a personal trainer’s job is being a pack mule/handyman, so I have since taken a job as a pack mule/handyman that pays double what I ever made training people.

(And now you understand why the featured image for this article is two mules).

And in my last article, did you see how I referred to “both my articles” showing a lot of anger? Yeah, this is that other article.

But to get into more specifics…

2) YOUR SALARY IS DEPENDENT ON SOME THIRD WORLD PEASANT BUYING YOUR SERVICES

When I would be making my 100 or so phone calls a day, I noticed that a substantial amount of my clientele didn’t speak English particularly well, or not at all. A fact that was confirmed when I would have to do walkthroughs of the gym with clients that literally spoke no English—but hey, at least I got to test my Spanish, which I haven’t spoken regularly since high school. And that was of course when they even bothered to show up at all—I would estimate that of the 100 or so phone calls I’d be making a day, maybe 25-30 would agree to doing a walkthrough, in which I would take them on a tour of the gym, give them a sample workout for 30 minutes, and try to talk them into buying a package of personal training sessions.

Of those 25-30 that I would schedule for a walkthrough, I would further estimate that probably 5-6 would actually show up for the damn thing. So just to clarify, of the clients that I could even talk into doing a gym tour, I would only actually do the tour with 20-25% of those clients. So 80% of my labor was completely pointless, and I’d be desperately trying to sell to that remaining 20%. And since my base pay was 9 dollars an hour—with the rest of your salary intended to be made up by personal training services…well, looks like I’m going home with 100 or so dollars a day at most.

(Oh, did I mention that I’d often be working 10-15 hour days?)

Of course, I’m not the sort of person who has a knee-jerk reaction to the thought of immigration (the white ethnostate isn’t likely to happen, guys), but time preference is a real phenomenon, and when your salary  depends on making appointments with a high time preference person who doesn’t really “get” the concept of making an appointment for a future date…is it any wonder that I really started to resent the customers?

But don’t think my vitriol is reserved just for them!

You can read the rest here