This is the crapiest anti-motivational book I ever got to read.It is a story of Andrew who is a CEO and who meets with an old man one night in the train. The old man is a janitor and his father was a CEO (whatever)so the janitor, CEO's son (Gosh)startsmentoring Andrew on how he should run his company.If this janitor was smart enough to motivate a CEO how come heended up being a janitor in the first place?!?I thought, to be a writer you have to be born as a writer but only now I realized that anyone can be a writer and PatrickLencioni is the worst one from the ones I've read.Am I just being paranoid or is the today's literature followingtoday's music fate ?!?