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Can I? Should I? What if it bombs…AGAIN??!!??

Sometime after we moved to AR in 2001-2002, I signed up for what seemed to be a very interesting direct sales consultantship. The product looked like it COULDN’T FAIL to sell. To be honest, the product *didn’t* fail.

I took care of that allll by myself.

I’m not really sure WHAT I was thinking at the time, but let me tell you: When you’re the New Kid in town, AND you have some PPD-induced social phobias, Direct Sales is NOT the job for you. Also? Daniel most decidedly Did Not Like Strangers. And when I say he didn’t like strangers, what I mean is – he would barely let his FATHER hold him without screaming (man, like THAT wasn’t a hint of future results).

I got the consultant’s kit. I got some extra product. The general “scheme” was to let my daughter offer babysitting services (using the extra product as entertainment), get the party business going, and just roll with it. I called my One and Only Friend in the State, and the conversation went something like this:

I’m sorry, I just had my Big Party last month (before you got here), and I won’t have another one until 6 months from now.
Big Party? What’s that?
Oh, well, I get tired of the general round of party, party, party, so twice a year I have One Big Party. The Kitchen is for Tupperware and Pampered Chef, the Master Bath is for Avon (since it’s got the huge makeup mirror and it’s big enough for a few people) and I assign rooms for the other stuff like Home Decorating, and whatever else people are selling. It’s LOTS of fun!
Sounds…interesting. So, can you take a catalog and maybe pass it around? No? OK, well…thanks.

I called a daycare around the corner from me, thinking that this would be a PERFECT product for them. They turned me down without even letting me drop a catalog by.

SO. What’s different this time around? First, I’m out of the haze that I was in whilst in AR. I’m in my hometown, and I have contacts. I actually may borrow the “big party” idea eventually…ASSuming I really get this thing going.

I want to talk this out with someone, but there’s nobody IRL that I can really hash this out with.

On this day..

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