(Posted in Muddled Memories)
(Continued from Toilet Alarm Clock – Part 2)
Parents change your poo diapers, listen to you when your voice changes to an annoying Michael Jackson pitch, and invest in you going to college. They grin and bear through this ever long sentence in purgatory in hopes that you gain some semblance of a skill in college and land a job. Then, they can finally belt out “Victory!” Champagne is popped and at last, relief.
I was cognizant of that as I was pacing around thinking of the best way to pitch the idea to my Dad. In my parents minds, the long awaited boot-to-ass day is so close that they can almost taste the Cristal. The last thing they’d want to hear is that I want to start a business. That would definitely keep the bottle on ice for awhile. Well, damn, I want to move out too. Hell with champagne, I’m going to be celebrating with several sets of keg stands. Sure, it’s going to extend my stay, but its too good to leave on the back burner. This baby needs to immediately be thrown into the deep frier. Its marinated and ready to be devoured. I stood still. Why am I arguing with myself? I need to come up with something. I concluded the best thing to do was check out clips of the show “The Apprentice” on youtube.
Thinking that I could get some good ideas on how to pitch an idea, I realized that this was the worst thing I could have watched. The Donald completely craps on everything the contestants had to say. Fortunately, my Dad
is bald doesn’t have a severed skunk’s tail sitting on his head like The Donald. So, it might not be as bad. Hopefully.
My Dad was going to arrive any minute to pick me up for the monster truck rally we had tickets to. I needed to have a strategy ready because I knew how he would respond. Businesses take forever to start, you need a lot of start up money, there’s probably something already like it, and you don’t know anything about business. Taking a step back, I knew that they all were fair points; other than the something already like it part. Rather than combat every point he made, I decided it would be better to counter with a tried and true method. The ol’, “Look what they did. If they can do it then I can.” The success-story- strategy (try saying that 5 times fast) can be a deal closer if used correctly. I had a specific story in mind that was similar to my situation. This will show that it is realistic to think that it can work.
With this “wing and a prayer” plan in my back pocket, I went to eagerly await outside. While waiting, I felt like I was about to try out for a sports team. I had to prove that I had something viable in order to make the cut. It was important to have my Dad on board with this venture to bestow his decades of business smarts. And, obviously, help out with some start up cheese. I could see my Dad’s ’71 Charger howling down the hill. I crossed my fingers. Hopefully the rally cars are the only things that get crushed today.
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