OK, miniature pizza dudes and dudettes…
FIRST! A STORY! Most of you know, I used to work in the Australian Government public service, possibly one of the most beige of all office environments. But did I let it dim my sparkle? I DID NOT. Did I let it tame me? I DID NOT.
I embarked upon a series of missions to inject glitter deep into the belly of the beast, including, but not limited to: setting up impromptu massage salons in the elevators, giving angel card readings at my desk, holding a hugging competition and hugging 300 people in one day AND deciding to answer all my phone calls like I was stuck in the 80s. So EVERYBODY got called “miniature pizza dudes and dudettes” on the regular.
It was bloody fun. Plus, it funded my lifestyle & evening forays into the world of online business. Thanks, Australian Government, for the LOLZ and the mates and the seed funding.
ANYWAYS. That was all just to explain my new rad 80s greeting for you all.
And to alert you to the fact of NEW PODCAST EPISODE. NEW PODCAST EPISODE. It’s a bloody good one, even if I do say so myself, and I DO.
It’s a new podcast episode alllllll about productivity… specifically the 10 productivity hacks that I’ve used again and again to be able to create $10 million in 10 hours a week. Fuck I looooove when numbers line up like that! 10/10/10!
Explicit AF
Just to reiterate: this is one sweary motherfucker of a podcast. So if you listen to it around kids… they will defo learn some new vocabulary from Aunty Leonie. MWHAHAHAHA. ENJOYYYYY!
How to listen
Listen below, or subscribe via Apple Podcasts, Spotify, Overcast, PocketCast (or wherever else you listen to podcasts!)
Related links:
In this episode I mention:
- My FREE companion 10/10/10 Productivity Habits poster/PDF
- 40 Days To Create & Sell Your E-course
- 40 Days To Finish Your Book
- My Get Shit Done Club
Want to find all of my podcast episodes?
Just pop over here treasure!
You can also just sit on your couch and yell “OK Google! Play me “Leonie Dawson Refuses To Be Categorised” podcast!” and your digital servant shall administer to your needs.
Who gives a fuck about privacy when you can have a little robot assistant at your beck and call so you may never leave the couch again.
HONESTLY HOW GOOD IS LIFE.
THE END.
Big hugs,
P.S. I did 6 hours of demo work on our verandah wall this morning and I think I am pepped up on adrenaline. CAN YOU TELL?