Even before that rejection, I knew rejection as a child...
When I was younger, I would come from school and cry into my pillow because nobody liked me. I couldn’t understand what I was doing wrong. My parents bought me the best toys, and I would always share. No matter how much kindness I tried...nothing worked.
Boys didn’t want to play with me, and girls called me gross.
I experienced devastating rejection across the social spectrum. I started to think that my genetic line had been selected for expunging.
That I would be the last generation of my bloodline...
My destiny was to die alone in obscurity.
And then I met 'Nathan." He was the first popular person I ever met who treated me like a human.
I traveled the world in my twenties and tested my popularity system in Japan, Sweden, Wales, England, Austria, and Mexico. I was able to achieve near-instant popularity in Chicago, DC, Los Angeles and New York.
This system for friendship is not limited by gender, age, economics or background. It works over and over and over again.
When I was a little older, I carried what I learned from my childhood into business and used my networking skills to get hired at one of the top universities in America.
I sent a cold email to the chair of the department I wanted to work in. There were NO active job listings, but there was a job that they had tried to fill earlier and had given up. I went into that interview, used my formula, and charmed the pants right off my new boss….
By the time I was twenty-nine I was running a small department with six teachers and a 7-figure budget.
Less than a month later, they found out that I was blogging on the side with dreams of starting my own business.
They KICKED ME OUT.
Despite the fact that I had ALREADY saved nearly twenty-percent of the budget.
Despite the fact that I was months ahead of schedule and completing projects in days that they thought would take months.
The kicked me out during a blizzard.
Talk about being out in the cold.
Driving home through a snowstorm, I thought my life was over....
Based on my new position I had signed a lease on a new apartment and taken out a loan for a car that I suddenly couldn’t afford.
A month later I maxed out my credit card to go to my first online marketing conference. I was so broke that I had to BEG someone I barely knew to let me sleep on the floor of his hotel room. I was that desperate....
I watched all of these titans of industry on stage talking about their 7-figure businesses. They had the most amazing stories and were selling products for thousands of dollars.
I didn't have that kind of money. I barely afforded the ticket to GET THERE....I was sleeping on the FLOOR.
I couldn’t afford any of these amazing, life-changing courses.
