Insight; Passionless Tai.

I was on the train and slightly motion sick as I attempted to read about the new Porsche 911 X50. So, I decide to write about an interesting conversation I had with Warren, a new project manager who joined OnX about 3 weeks ago.

Warren and I travelled down to Auburn Hills to meet with our client. We chatted most of the train ride there, and I realised something about myself.

In a recent conversation with Jen, we argued over my rather “subdued” outlook on life. A particular sore point for Jen is that I’m not very “passionate” about anything. I’m not a passionate guy. I admit it. I have no real vices. I don’t smoke. I don’t gamble. I can’t even drink.

I’m a fun guy.

Now, Warren and I were talking about his children, and how lucky they are that their father can provide them with the things that I never had when I was growing up: Summer Camps, Tae Kwon Do lessons, music lessons, etc. In fact, when I think about it, one of my fondest childhood memories isn’t all that pretty.

Growing up in Scarborough I remember a day where the neighborhood kids and I pulled an old TV from the garbage dumpster near the housing complex that we lived in. Being rather destructive children, we spent most of the day destroying the old TV using sticks, rocks, or any conventional object lying around.

This is what I remember as being a fond memory.

I guess not having any of those extracurricular activities; never having the opportunity to do the things that I wanted (until well passed my formative years) meant that I never really developed the passions that some people have today.

I mean, when you hear about children sitting on the side of the road doing nothing, that was basically my neighborhood.

Granted, I’m only 25. I still got time to go to find my passions (next to Jen, of course).

-T