Faceplanting with Dave Ramsey

Lessons learned from a very public chastisement

A few years back, Dave Ramsey himself told me he would fire me if I worked for him. I told him right to his face that I’d never work for such a self-righteous jack wagon.

Well, I would have if he’d been standing in front of me.

Probably. 

Well, I almost certainly would have been passive-aggressive and said something like, “I understand.” And then I’d do an EPIC eyeball on the way home.

The first part is true. I actually called his radio show one day. I’d been home sick from work and squirming on the couch with illness-induced frustration. Too wiped out to move, too foggy to think, too anxious about business woes to do much of anything. I didn’t know it at the time, but my company had one year left of life.

I was scrolling on the phone when I saw a post of his. IDEA!

I dialed the number for his show 37 times. When I finally got through, I perked right up. It was at that moment that I realized I had no idea what I wanted to talk about. NOW, I know. I wanted someone who I thought was a business Titan to tell me it was all going to be okay. He was going to tell me what to do, and maybe, just quite possibly maybe, he would offer to buy my struggling moving business and save the day.