“Art is making something out of nothing and selling it.” — Frank Zappa
Are you good at selling stuff?
For some odd reason, random memories will hit me sometimes. The other day I was hit with my memory of my first experience selling stuff.
Here’s my first experience with selling stuff…
I got a job selling chocolates door-to-door in grade 8. For every box of chocolates that you sold for $3, you earned $1 in commission. You would go and meet the organizers at a pizza shop after school and they would drop you off in a random community for a few hours. This was before cell phones and instant communication on Twitter, so you had a few hours to explore the community and then you had to meet them back at the same spot.
I remember I once spent a whole Saturday selling chocolates in a rich community and I made like $45. I thought I had it made. I was a nervous kid, but I somehow managed to sell a few boxes of chocolates each night.
Now that I think about it, I don’t know how my parents trusted me with this or how the people running the program got away with it. They made you hold a card that stated you were apart of the Student Employment Program (more like exploitation). It really wasn’t a good idea for anyone to be wandering the streets in the evenings trying to sell boxes of chocolates.
Then I had a revelation. I realized that I could make far more money selling chocolates than I was at the moment. I went to the dollar store and I bought the same box of chocolates for $1. I would load up on boxes of chocolate. Then I would go and sell them for $3 a piece (same price as before). The big difference was that now I could earn myself $2 per box of chocolate in profits, as opposed to just one dollar. I had life figured out!
How did my career end as a door-to-door chocolate salesman?
My parents put a stop to it. There was a huge kidnapping/murder that occurred in my community at the time. My parents didn’t want me wandering the streets alone, especially going door-to-door. It was time to go back to the drawing board and think of a new way to make money. After all, high school was coming up.
I’ve come a long way from selling chocolates to now promoting my first premium guide on how you can Start Freelancing Now. I was wondering if any of you guys remembered your first experience with selling stuff?
“The wise man puts himself last and finds himself first.” — Lao Tsu