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Why real men don't hunt mammoths anymore (in vain?) ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ”ฅ
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Hello, dear bearded, clean-shaven, with a hammer in your hand or a laptop on your lap — all of you, men ๐Ÿ’ช. A woman is writing to you. Observant, with a sense of humor ๐Ÿ˜, without unnecessary snobbery — but with a couple of uncomfortable questions. One of them: where are your mammoths? ๐Ÿค”
Seriously. Where have the hunts, the exploits, the prey, the trophies gone? Where are your dirty faces after a battle with a monster the size of a tram, the smell of danger, the look of "I did it"? ๐Ÿ˜ค๐Ÿฉธ
โ›บ MAMMOTHS, BROTHER, WERE NOT ABOUT FOOD
Don't get me wrong, I'm not crazy ๐Ÿ™ƒ. I know that mammoths are extinct. But hunting for a mammoth is not biology, it's psychology. It's when you go where it's scary ๐Ÿ˜จ, where no one guarantees success, and bring back something that makes everyone's jaw drop. Your wife, kids, neighbors, subscribers — everyone's like, "WOW. He did it." ๐ŸคฏNow that's a mammoth. ๐Ÿ˜
And now? The modern man hunts for discounts on technology on "Black Friday" at most ๐Ÿ›๏ธ. Or for likes. Or for another level in some pixel hell ๐ŸŽฎ. Are you serious?
๐Ÿ’ป THE CAVE HAS CHANGED, BUT THE ESSENCE IS THE SAME
I'm not saying that you need to run into the forest with a spear (although it would be fun, you must admit ๐Ÿ˜…). But here you are, sitting in your offices, coworking spaces, open spaces. Sitting beautifully, in shirts, drinking vanilla latte โ˜• — and your soul, guys, is starving.
Your cave is a laptop ๐Ÿ’ป, and the mammoth is a business, a startup ๐Ÿš€, a marathon ๐Ÿƒ, a great journey ๐ŸŒ, a risk, a challenge, a fight for your dream. Something that you will be remembered for. Something to be proud of, even if the whole world says: “No way!” ๐Ÿ˜
๐Ÿ”ฅ WHY IS THIS IMPORTANT TO WOMEN
Do you think that we women only need stability, a mortgage and a blanket? ๐Ÿงบ Well, that's nice. But here's what really gets you: when you walk with a man and feel that he is capable of defeating a mammoth, if necessary ๐Ÿ’ฅ. It doesn't matter what: the bank, the circumstances, yourself. And this, gentlemen, is sexy. Not a six-pack and not a branded jacket. A mammoth. Him. ๐Ÿ˜โค๏ธ
๐Ÿคท‍โ™€๏ธ SO WHAT TO DO NOW?
1. Stop hunting for comfort. ๐Ÿ›‹๏ธ
2. Find your mammoth. He may be scary, big, uncomfortable - but you know that this is him. ๐ŸŽฏ
3. Go where you can really lose. Where your knees are shaking. Where friends dissuade you. ๐Ÿ˜ฌ
4. Win. Or at least go all the way. This will already be a hunt. ๐Ÿน
And then, when you stumble home (into the cave) - maybe not with meat, but with history, with experience, with fire in your eyes ๐Ÿ”ฅ - you will again be that same man. Real. Like in the legends ๐Ÿ›–๐Ÿฆด.

So, who's ready to hunt? ๐Ÿ˜ And if you're not ready, you can sit in the blanket for a little while longer. But just a little bit. The mammoth won't wait ๐Ÿ˜‰
With respect (and a little irony), The woman who believes in your inner giants ๐Ÿ’ซ
Natalia๐Ÿซฃ

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