Yes Sir, You Can (long, not selling)

by willN
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Hello Warriors,

I posted one thread in this forum before this and was told to read, study, try, and look at different ideas by more than one person. I have read, and studied and I am in the process of trying.

But the one thing I noticed over and over again is people asking for an exact step by step plan, or saying it can not be done. (This is more from several other forums.)

The word can't pisses me off. It is more then a word, it is the embodiment of the limitations we set upon ourselves.

My name is Will,
I am 26 years young and I have been married for eight years with three beautiful kids. I now have a house, two vehicles, more investments than I care to have, and I make 200k a year.

But, when I started, I lived in a tent in Alaska, in the middle of winter for 3 months with my wife and my first son. I was unemployed, didn't have a high school deploma, and no money in my pocket. I didn't even have a bank account. We survived partially of the welfare system, and the rest from my knowledge of the woods. I grew up in the mountains of Alaska and I picked a few things up along the way.

I got a job with a local contractor hanging drywall. I also went to the local computer repair shop and he gave me odd jobs at peoples homes, and he would pay me when I completed them. ( I knew computers, networking and the woods. Quiet the combo don't ya think.)

I finally got enough money to get us into a beat up trailer. I still couldn't afford it outright, so I offered services for partial rent such as painting, shoveling snow, fixing appliances I could. I started going to college to, (took my GED, got higher scores than I could have ever imagined then went to college) for network engineering and MCSE.

This was all on a small island called Kodiak, I grew up on the mainland of Alaska. One of my best friends past away, so I went back to the mainland to go to her funeral. My parents offered me a proposition. I pay them rent, my family could move there. We did.

After a falling out with my family, we moved to shelters. I got a job at a local lazer tag gaming place, and we got our own apartment on the bad side of town.

This is where I decided I needed to turn things around. My wifes son was from her first marriage, and she had my daughter, my heart and mind would not settle on the situation we were in. I got a job at the Home Depot making 10$ an hour. I was 19 years old, 2 kids and a wife. I saved every nickel and dime I could to get us into a better place. And eventually we got a small apartment in a nicer neighborhood. I worked my but off trying to get ahead at home depot but I couldn't move. I was number 1 in sales in my department, and I constantly did the extra material the company offered for training. After no joy, I moved to lowes. Again i had the same problem. I seemed doomed to make 10$ hour for a long time, and stay with the company getting small raises every year.

One day I was walking by a used car lot and saw them trying to mix concrete but didn't know how. So I offered my help and mixed it by hand for them. The owner offered me a job on the spot 7.50 an hour and I work nights. I thought about it and took it because I could study working security, and good go to school during the day.

My daughter got sick, and I had to take her to the hospital. We didn't have enough to cover the bills so we used rent money. I moved into a van in the back of the car lot, and my wife moved in with a friend from the past. This saved us loads of money(at least it was loads at the time).

I started at a different college specifically for network engineering and had to take a class I had already recieved the certification for. I talked to the instructor, and he thought about that for a few days.

He offered me a job, teaching the certification, and said he would give me a C in the class. The job paid 500 a week, and I quickly jumped at the opportunity. So for a few months I went to school on saturday, Taught during the day, and worked security during the night where I did my lesson plans. Eventually we moved into Mid Town. And I left the security job to teach. Once the teaching was over for that period, I had no income. My wife had just gotten a job at chuckee cheese. (oh the tokens)

The instructor called me one day and asked if I wanted to teach again. Aparently he was impressed by my students pass rate. He said this was different though and it would tax me more than I have ever been in my life. I started teaching on contract for the FAA making 2000$ a week. It was a 3 month contract. To go along with this good news, my wife got a job at walmart making more money.

My boss was right, the teaching was easy. The students from the FAA knew most of the material. But the training he had me do was intense. Router configuration, high end network security, hacking, anti-hacking, custom firewalls, intermediate programming. My days were stuffed with teaching, lesson plans, and training. After the second week of this I was exhausted. I asked my boss what this was all about.

I found out that my boss was a big government and corporate contractor. He wanted to offer me a job that would pay 1.2 MILLION for 6 months of work, but he said it would be no cake walk. Now my interest was peeked.

He was training me to take me to tokyo to set up a huge satellite grid for a company who dealt in the US stock market. He said he would like to take me with him to help him out. He currently had 4 people working on the stateside part of the grid. This was a huge break for me. Someone saw something in me and thought it was worth something. I started learning with renewed vigor.

The teaching contract lasted 3 months July August September 2001. The 4 guys working on the stateside grid, were working on the twin towers. They were in the building when it hit. I was working security again (picked the job back up during the lull in teaching) and saw it at the end of my shift. I called my boss, and he was silent for a while listening to the news. He called me back later on to tell me that the contract was null. I figured as much.

To shorten this I am going to speed my story up a bit. My teaching job was coming to an end. And my boss didn't have anymore work lined up. He was planning on helping people and business out of his own pocket and I didn't hear from him for a while.

I got a job offer at Clemson University, SC teaching various certifications. I was late in arriving, and one of the autoplants had shutdown. Needless to say my job was not available when I arrived. So running out of money and lack of options I joined the military in 2003. Got a security clearance and spent 2.5 years in the service training troops (NTC)

I was hurt and chaptered from the military, but not before doing some networking. I moved to Washington state and was working for none other than Nintendo playing video games (testing actually) great job, but not alot of money.

One of my contacts from the military gave me a call and said they had an opening in Iraq if I was interested. Being robbed from my chance of deploying with my unit I agreed to go. Half way through my first contract I switched to a company that was doing more to help the troups. I have been here since 2006.

There is alot more to the story, but if you made it this far, I am sure you don't want to hear anymore.



My whole point is I grew up poor, started my life as an adult out poorer and worked my ass of to get where I am. Most people don'e believe my story. It is unbelievable, so I understand.

Since I have been out here I have done stocks, ForEx, and now IM. I am successful at stocks and forex, I am sure I can do the same with IM. So when you hear someone say they CAN'T, redirect them here. Maybe then they will believe they can.

Life is what you make it. And opportunites are everywhere at all times. You just have to look. If you don't you will be stuck in the 9-5 for along time.

My fingers hurt. But I hope this helps at least one person
Will
#long #selling #sir
  • Profile picture of the author Catalin Ionescu
    Awesome story. Thanks for sharing!

    Hope it motivates some people to look around them, see the opportunity and grab it with both hands.

    I've been fortunate not to have to go through the hoops you had, still the same principle applies... Seize opportunity, work hard and you will achieve your desired outcome.

    In between this story and those of the 7 - 13 yo kids that make it, failing is simply not an option. You can hit a brick when going in one direction, but if you try long enough and hard enough, you'll find your path.

    - Catalin
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  • Profile picture of the author willN
    Thanks Catalin.
    The general idea is you are what you limit yourself to be. That is what I am trying to get across.
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  • Profile picture of the author Dan Sherman
    Originally Posted by willN View Post

    I am 26 years young and I have been married for eight years with three beautiful kids.

    The teaching contract lasted 3 months July August September 2001.

    So running out of money and lack of options I joined the military in 2003.
    It is 2009. You state you are 26 years old. 2001 was eight years ago. Something is rotten in the state of Denmark.
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  • Profile picture of the author Catalin Ionescu
    Dan, if he's 26 now, in 2001 he was 18.

    Somehow I fail to grasp your point...
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    • Profile picture of the author Dan Sherman
      willN, did you mean to say you are thirty-six years old? That would make a tad bit more sense. And even if my first post doesn't seem that way, I would like to give you the benefit of the doubt.
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    • Profile picture of the author willN
      I came to iraq when I was 23. Been here since.
      If you would like to get technical, I am absolutely positive things didn't happen exactly as I told them. I told you what I remember, and left some of the more....embarrasing moments out.

      The point is people sell them selves short on a continuing basis. You ever notice how the loner, geek, outcast, whatever you want to call him, is the one who comes up with the idea that changes the world. It rarely is the "normal" guy.
      That is because people are intelligent, people in groups are not. We are all creatures of habit. But we expect other people to do th thinking to make their lives better instead of making them better ourselves.

      The fact of the matter is, is that society gives us a blanket of expectations. And those of us that come out of that blanket reap the rewards. Those who don't work their 9-5s. There is nothing wrong with that, it's just not for me. I have been outside the blanket too long
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