I’ve never thrown away a book before, but here goes.
My brother gave me Taking Flight! as a joke after he got it from a work retreat. The book invites you to “master your DISC style to transform your career, your relationships…your life." I’ve always liked personality tests, perhaps because they offer a sense of certainty about myself that I do not always feel. So I decided to see what the book was all about on the train this morning, and started reading:
It began with a subtle crackling sound–hardly noticeable at first.
An aftershock of anxiety rippled deep within the forest, known simply as ‘Home.’
High above it all flew Dorian, a majestic eagle with a proud, sharp gaze and impressive seven-foot wingspan.
I searched the book to see what DISC even means, flipping through page after page of a story about animated birds working together. It turns out ’D’ in DISC stands for Dorian, the eagle (and for "dominant,” “direct,” “decisive,” and “driven,”–all part of Dorian’s leadership approach). The other letters stand for other bird characters in the book. I flipped to the back and read about the authors. One has an MBA and is an entrepreneur. The other is an “executive coach.” I imagined them in a grim conference room leading a group of office workers in an exercise where they discuss who is Dorian, who is Ivy (another bird), who is Samuel, etc. And then I asked myself, what do the authors of Taking Flight know about me that I don’t know about me? Why do they get paid for this?
I wasn’t going to do it. I wasn’t going to fill my head with DISC. I’ve read much better self-help books recently, such as The Happiness Trap and The Road Less Traveled. In fact they’re too good to be referred to as self-help books, especially in the same breath as Taking Flight!
I didn’t want other people to do it either. So I threw the book in a garbage can.