Introduction
Some people just rub you the wrong way, and that’s that. There’s no mystery, childhood trauma or psychological explanation to look for. Sometimes two people simply can’t stand each other, and that’s part of life too.
I know perfectly well that I’m not easy for everyone. I have a temper, I ask questions when something doesn’t add up, I don’t like being taken for an idiot, and at this stage of my life I’ve almost completely lost the ability to smile while someone is telling me something stupid.
I’m not going to write this book playing the universal victim who had the misfortune of running into every bad person while I went around handing out flowers and good feelings.
No.
I’ve screwed up too.
And that’s exactly where the difference begins: not in making mistakes, but in what we do when we finally realize it.









