The Marbles, The shoe box and the Playboy magazine
Fellow Warriors,
Marbles, a shoe box... and a Playboy magazine.
You may be wondering: what the hell I'm talking about!
Well, have you ever been a kid one day? Of course yes :p
Do you like childhood stories? I got one for you.
I'm 12 and at this time every kid was playing with marbles at school during breaks. Unfortunately I didn't have any.
So on Saturday I asked my father to buy me some marbles. He took a deep breath, looked me in the eyes and with his most strong and confident voice, he said: "Ask your mother..."
So I went to my mother with the same request and you have to know that my mother was very, very, very, very, tight with money. So with her most loving and caring voice she said: "RYAN... DO I LOOK LIKE A BANK!!!?" I just ran away!
You can imagine how frustrated I was. Nonetheless, I was committed to have my marbles. Here's what I've done:
I picked up a shoe box and started to g everything I would find in the house: pencils, badges, stickers, candies... My goal was to sell this stuff door to door in the neighborhood.
After a dozen of rejection and being almost bitten by 2 dogs I finally find a sweet old lady who bought from me few pen and some candies to offer them to her grandson. I was excited, I got the money and here I am rushing to the store to buy my marbles.
I'm now at the local store, running across the aisles trying to reach the toy section until I stumbled upon the magazine section. There, I slowed down and I don't know why my head is magnetically drawn to look at the top of the shelve.
What kind of magazine, do you find at the top of the shelf?
Yes, the magazines. with the naked women! I was completely hypnotized because the truth is that I never really noticed theses magazine before. I'm now looking at my money and the magazines... the magazines, my money, the magazines, my money, wondering if I should make a better investment of my money. I decided: I'll take the magazine!
But who would let a 12 years old boy buy an issue of Playboy?
Next to me, there were a older boy probably in his 20s. I went to him and said: "If you buy for me one of theses magazine, you can keep the change". The boy laughed and agreed the deal. 10 minutes later, I had in my hand the latest issue of Play Boy magazine. I was completely excited and felt like I was now a MAN!
But wait there is more!
On Monday I'm back to school. I had the magazine in my bag. During the break I'm telling to everyone that I have something secret in my bag. I'm now surrounded by 10 kids wondering what was in my bag.
This is when I showed them the magazine TADAAM!! They became completely crazy: "Show me the magazine!" "Show me the magazine!" "Show me the magazine!", they were like junkies asking for their crack!
So here is what I said: "Hold on! It's 1 marble per page but for 10 marbles you get 1 minute of unlimited viewing!" Believe it or not they started to form a queue! After a few unlimited viewings my bag was full of marbles. More than I could ever dream of and I had new friends who were extremely grateful for the experience. :rolleyes:
So what is the lesson here?
The old lady got some presents for her grandson the young man in the store made a few bucks, the store sold a magazine, a few kids saw a naked woman for the first time ever and I got my marbles, hence EVERYBODY WAS HAPPY!
Zig Ziglar, said:
"You can have everything in life you want, if you will just help other people get what they want"
I leave you with that!
Your friend
Super Ryan
Marbles, a shoe box... and a Playboy magazine.
You may be wondering: what the hell I'm talking about!
Well, have you ever been a kid one day? Of course yes :p
Do you like childhood stories? I got one for you.
I'm 12 and at this time every kid was playing with marbles at school during breaks. Unfortunately I didn't have any.
So on Saturday I asked my father to buy me some marbles. He took a deep breath, looked me in the eyes and with his most strong and confident voice, he said: "Ask your mother..."
So I went to my mother with the same request and you have to know that my mother was very, very, very, very, tight with money. So with her most loving and caring voice she said: "RYAN... DO I LOOK LIKE A BANK!!!?" I just ran away!
You can imagine how frustrated I was. Nonetheless, I was committed to have my marbles. Here's what I've done:
I picked up a shoe box and started to g everything I would find in the house: pencils, badges, stickers, candies... My goal was to sell this stuff door to door in the neighborhood.
After a dozen of rejection and being almost bitten by 2 dogs I finally find a sweet old lady who bought from me few pen and some candies to offer them to her grandson. I was excited, I got the money and here I am rushing to the store to buy my marbles.
I'm now at the local store, running across the aisles trying to reach the toy section until I stumbled upon the magazine section. There, I slowed down and I don't know why my head is magnetically drawn to look at the top of the shelve.
What kind of magazine, do you find at the top of the shelf?
Yes, the magazines. with the naked women! I was completely hypnotized because the truth is that I never really noticed theses magazine before. I'm now looking at my money and the magazines... the magazines, my money, the magazines, my money, wondering if I should make a better investment of my money. I decided: I'll take the magazine!
But who would let a 12 years old boy buy an issue of Playboy?
Next to me, there were a older boy probably in his 20s. I went to him and said: "If you buy for me one of theses magazine, you can keep the change". The boy laughed and agreed the deal. 10 minutes later, I had in my hand the latest issue of Play Boy magazine. I was completely excited and felt like I was now a MAN!
But wait there is more!
On Monday I'm back to school. I had the magazine in my bag. During the break I'm telling to everyone that I have something secret in my bag. I'm now surrounded by 10 kids wondering what was in my bag.
This is when I showed them the magazine TADAAM!! They became completely crazy: "Show me the magazine!" "Show me the magazine!" "Show me the magazine!", they were like junkies asking for their crack!
So here is what I said: "Hold on! It's 1 marble per page but for 10 marbles you get 1 minute of unlimited viewing!" Believe it or not they started to form a queue! After a few unlimited viewings my bag was full of marbles. More than I could ever dream of and I had new friends who were extremely grateful for the experience. :rolleyes:
So what is the lesson here?
The old lady got some presents for her grandson the young man in the store made a few bucks, the store sold a magazine, a few kids saw a naked woman for the first time ever and I got my marbles, hence EVERYBODY WAS HAPPY!
Zig Ziglar, said:
"You can have everything in life you want, if you will just help other people get what they want"
I leave you with that!
Your friend
Super Ryan
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