Welcome to the show, everybody! I’m recording from the lovely town of Port Angeles, Washington.
I’m still on a high from General Conference. There were so many good talks and several which I definitely want to go back and study more.
Well in today’s episode I take you way back to the early starts of my career in sales. I’m talking way back folks. So dust off your atari and sony walkman because we are heading to the 80’s. So let’s get to it!
Do you ever think back to when you were a kid and just say to yourself, “Boy I was a weird kid!”
No? That’s just me?
I have these memories of things that I did, and I just shake my head. Like one day there was an ice cream truck driving through the apartments where we lived in Midvale, Utah. I had no money, but I wanted an ice cream. So I rode my bike and chased him down. My bike’s name was Coyote 9 by the way. What? You didn’t name your bike? So I went up to the door of the ice cream truck to talk to the keeper of the ice cream. I asked if he’d trade me an ice cream for my watch. Seriously! What was I thinking? Luckily he said, “No.”
I was in little league for a couple of years. I was really bad at baseball. I think that my mom and grandma probably wanted me to do some type of activity because I didn’t have siblings and I probably drove them crazy. So for a couple years I played for the red sox little league team in Midvale. For some reason, we had a fundraiser. I don’t remember why, but we sold chocolate bars. I remember asking my aunts and uncles if they wanted to buy a chocolate bar. I think my mom had some co-workers buy some. I even went door-to-door to some close-by neighbors selling them. I don’t remember the candy bars being very good but that was my introduction to selling. I picture myself like Russell, the kid from the movie “Up.” Reading from a book, “Good - afternoon. I - am - Jason - and - I - am - in - the - little - league. Will - you - support - our - team?”
At some point, I started getting this magazine called Boy’s Life. Did you ever get that magazine? Was there an equivalent for girls? I don’t know, but I really liked it. They had the 10-year-old boy’s interest dialed in. I read it from cover to cover. For you youngsters out there, we had no youtube, no Disney Plus, nor google, so yeah, a magazine for boys was the bomb dot com.
Tune in to hear the rest!
