Dear The Obiter,

In this fast-paced media age, it’s all about market disruption. You can have the clearest set of KPIs, and a project management workflow that is the envy of all, but if you can be engaged in some cutting-edge disruption of whatever your chosen market is, then you might as well pack up your bags, move out of your office, and do some nature walks in Western Australia before tragically perishing at a beach just outside of Broome.

But with that in mind, that’s why it’s so alarming that I came at work once, and now I can’t stop thinking about it. Did I disrupt the market? I certainly disrupted ‘having a day where I didn’t somewhat accidentally have a bat at work.’ But did I disrupt my chosen industry, insurance sales?

They say ‘lucky you’re with AAMI,’ but I’m not so sure. I’m not so sure I’m lucky to be privy to this knowledge, that no-one can sort of stop you if you decide to come at work. Sure, it’s incredibly weird, and despite Matthew McConaguhey promoting it in what can only be a paid promotion by Big Wank in The Wolf of Wall Street, it’s not a particularly common thing you see in insurance sales.

So why do I feel like I’ve just opened up the company to a whole new set of possibilities? Why does it feel like insurance sales was never meant to know the raw power possible, trapped inside all of us?

Sitting at my desk, asking people if they think their life insurance policy is enough to keep them safe should a tragedy befall their family, I think it is rapidly becoming the case that disrupting the market by having some catastrophic work orgasms is my only way forward in this corporate society.

Who knows what the future may hold. I certainly don’t. But I know I want to be a part of it. And I know I won’t be a part of it unless I innovate, innovate, and innovate.

(This has been an open letter to The Obiter from retired Broncos forward, Tonie Carroll. We are exactly as confused as you are).