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Introduction
I had always avoided thinking of myself as a businessman. I was a climber, a surfer, a kayaker, a skier and a blacksmith. We simply enjoyed making good tools and functional clothes that we and our friends wanted. Malinda and my only personal assets were beat up Ford van and a heavily mortgage soon-to-be condemned cabin on the beach. Now we had a heavily leveraged company with employees, with families of their own, all depending on are being successful. After we had pondered our responsibilities and financial liabilities, one day it dawned at me that I was a businessman and would probably be one for a long time. It was also clear that in order to survive at this game, we had to get serious. I also knew that I would never be happy playing by the normal rules of business. I wanted to distance myself as far as possible from those pasty-faced corpses in suits I saw in airline magazine ads. If I had to be a businessman, I was going to do it on my own terms.
One of my favorite things about entrepreneurship is if you want to understand the entrepreneur, study the juvenile delinquent. The delinquent is saying with his actions, this sucks, I'm going to do my own thing. Since I had never wanted to be a businessman, I needed a few good reasons to be one. One thing I did not want to change even if we got serious, work had to be enjoyable on a daily basis. We all had to come to work on the balls of our feet and go up to stairs 2 steps at a time. We needed to be surrounded by friends who could dress whatever the way they wanted, even be barefoot. We all needed to have flex time to surf the waves when they were good or ski the powder after a big snowstorm or stay home and take care of a sick child. We needed to blur that distinction between work and play and family.