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No B.S Briefing For Men At The Helm Of A Business
By Charlie Hutton
August 6, 2026
Nine staff. Twelve-hour days. A proper business – the kind that sounds serious when you say it out loud at a networking event. Three grand a month in his pocket. Three. Grand. That’s the trade most men in this game signed up for without ever reading the terms. Bigger team, longer hours, and a take-home that would embarrass a regional sales manager. Here’s what happened when one man refused to keep paying it. The ...
By Charlie Hutton
August 4, 2026
Say out loud that a business owner should get rich from his own business and watch the reaction. Selfish. Greedy. Exploiting people. Meanwhile you’re the one doing 70 hours a week, paying everyone else first, carrying every ounce of the risk. Nobody sends a card for that. Let me be blunt. Costs are up, taxes are up, and employees cost more than they ever have. The maths that just about worked five years ago ...
By Charlie Hutton
July 29, 2026
You built the business. You took the risk. You carry the whole thing on your back. So why is everyone getting paid except you? Staff, suppliers, the landlord, the taxman, your accountant – all sorted, every month, no fail. The man who built the thing comes last. That’s not kindness. That’s you funding everyone else’s life while your own house waits. The No Bullshit Version Feed staff, suppliers, the taxman and the accountant first ...
By Charlie Hutton
July 23, 2026
You’re knocking on 50. Nice car. Nice house. On paper, you’ve won. And most days you’d rather be anywhere else. That’s not a mid-life wobble and it isn’t burnout. Let me be blunt – it’s twenty years of quietly tolerating less than you’re worth, and you’ve finally started to notice. The No Bullshit Version A comfortable prison is still a prison. “Fine” money and a “successful” life is the most expensive trap in this ...
By Charlie Hutton
July 21, 2026
You’ve got a number in your head. The one you’ll sell for. The one that pays for the boat, the house, and the rest of your life. Let me be blunt. It’s probably bollocks. Because the thing you’re valuing – the graft, the years, the weekends you handed over – is worth exactly nothing to the man writing the cheque. The No Bullshit Version Buyers don’t pay for turnover. They pay for profit, and ...