Your credit card may not be as safe as you think it is!
The latest technology in credit and debit cards may be putting you at risk for fraud. Called RFID (for Radio Frequency Identification Chip), it’s a tiny chip hidden in millions of credit cards. About a third of all credit cards have RFID’s [...]
When I got my first management job, my wife gave me a briefcase. It was the biggest one Samsonite made at the time, and I liked it because I could bring work home from the office every day. That briefcase went along with me on business trips overseas, to corporate headquarters and other regional offices in the U.S. and to meetings with clients. It was handy for popping into the overhead on the airplane, and I could retrieve it during the flight so I could work.
I was a workaholic, leaving for work early and returning late. I even enjoyed going to the office on some weekends because I could get more done. Not being paid for the extra work wasn’t an issue with me. I was never a 9:00 – 5:00 guy.
The promotions kept coming, and I had less and less family time. My unused paid vacation time began to mount up.
Gradually I came to to realize how my job had taken over my life. I had money, but no time to enjoy it or to spend with my growing family. The companies I worked for controlled my time and my income. Sometimes I was knocking myself out while others in similar positions were paid exactly the same while putting in minimal effort. Frequently, I wondered if my superiors even knew what I did, and I felt more like a number than an individual. I began to be dissatisfied and my briefcase got heavier and heavier.
It seemed to me that I had stepped onto a conveyor belt when I graduated from high school, carrying me through college and into the rat race while the years flew by. Worst of all, despite all of the heroic mission statements of the companies I worked for as Operations Manager, General Manager, Regional Manager, and Managing Director, I didn’t feel like my efforts had added any true value to others’ lives. At heart, we had been profit-driven, not purpose-driven. Continue reading I Escaped the Ratrace and Gave My Briefcase to the Cat
Up is a positive word. When it’s combined with other words, empowering phrases for success and reminders of the importance of taking personal responsibility for your life are created. Recall phrases like “step up”, “man up”, and “stand up”.
This short (1 minute and 51 second) “tough love” audio is my reading of a mantra [...]
Tweet At a seminar this week where the presenters included several well-known leaders such as Gen. Colin Powell, Rudolph Giuliani, and Steve Forbes, one of the speakers asked us to consider who we are.
Many of you may have been to an event where the host suggested that everyone turn to the person on their [...]
Customer service plays a big factor in our buying decisions. We figure that savy customers feel the same way. Good customer service actually adds value to items purchased.
Some people are price conscious ONLY. Now, I said ONLY. There’s nothing wrong with being price conscious as long as it’s not at the exclusion of [...]
Michelangelo changed the world forever with his passion for beauty. How is your passion changing the world?
One of Michelangelo’s most famous sculptures, the Pieta was carved in Rome between 1497 and 1500.
Michelangelo considered sculpture an art of taking away rather than adding like in painting. He believed that he needed to discover the [...]
Monday my kids came running into the house to tell me that there was a dead squirrel in the backyard. I went out and sure enough, there on the grass lay a fat, furry squirrel with a bushy tail, spread-eagled on his back, deader than a door nail!
How the squirrel met his end was a mystery because he didn’t have a mark on him. Perhaps his acrobatic skills deserted him while he was leaping from one branch to another causing him to plummet to his death.
My son asked me what he should do with the body. Because the city was picking up yard waste the following day, I told him to hide the dead squirrel in a 39 gallon plastic bag of grass cuttings, throw some leaves and grass on top of the body, cinch up the bag and take it to the curb for pickup.
Tuesday morning the garbage truck pulled up and a sanitation worker grabbed the bag with the dead squirrel hidden inside and threw it in the truck, and away they went.
If you’re wondering what a dead squirrel has to do with network marketing, it’s simply this – When people join a network marketing company they figuratively grab a bag containing, the company history, compensation plan, company leadership, marketing system, and products.
Network marketing can be a wonderful opportunity to earn additional income and be your own boss. But just like any other industry there are some great network marketing companies and some really bad ones.
Some companies have “dead squirrels” hidden in the contents of their bags. Although it was overlooked when new distributors picked up the bag, this dead squirrel begins to stink and become more and more obvious as time goes by. Continue reading Network Marketers – Is There A Dead Squirrel in That Bag?
Many entrepreneurs, especially those of us who run our own business from home, such as in network marketing, must be especially wary not to fall into the trap of procrastination. We can find all kinds of things to do instead while putting off working our business.
Procrastination affects all of us to some degree. With some it is a minor problem while with others procrastination is a source of considerable stress and anxiety. Instead of working our business, we’re “farting around”, putting off doing what we know we need to do to achieve success in our business.
Network marketers sometimes procrastinate and put off important activities like prospecting, marketing, getting that meeting flyer out, making phone calls, or making presentations. That FaceBook fan page can wait for awhile. The same thing goes for attending a weekly meeting or writing that blog article we’ve been thinking about.
The only person who ever made money by “farting around” was Joseph Pujol, a Frenchman known as Le Petomane, which translates roughly to “fartiste”. He could pass wind at will and vary the sound of his “fart impressions”. He became the toast of France performing on stage for the first time in Marseilles in 1887, and going on to Paris where he performed at the Moulin Rouge.
For us others, unfortunately “farting around” by procrastinating will make us broke rather than rich and famous. Continue reading Stop Farting Around And Work Your Business