B'out Damn Time for a Post About LIEF** (please read my life!)

**Life


So, here's the score. I cooked at T.G.I. Fridays last winter(my first winter in Denver); it was ok, but I mainly hated every second of it. The corporate atmosphere, the hours reaching into the wee hours of the 'mourn, and the fact that here in Denver, I was the only English speaking person on the line(Mexicans). It was no hard choice when I had to decide to quit during the hot months of August, after working for 11 months at a terrible corporate hellhole. I had regained my summer job from '07... cooking at Cherry Creek Country Club... which, here in Colorado, is no slouch of a Country Club.

So, all was well and good; a job I liked at the club, working with cool people, and a job at Denver Country Club lined up for the winter. Rockin! Little did I (fucking) know.

DCC hired me alright, but failed to do anything about it. I called them (A.K.A. Mark, the manager who hired me) every day from Oct.10-17, until I realized that the "You can start Oct 14th" was a lie (gave me the same terrible line 2 ore 3 times). I was jobless, moneyless, and all around hopeless for making rent. Fore 2 whole, glorious, TV and Videogame-filled weeks.

Then something happened. I got a job simply selling framed artwork- you know, Dali paintings and Ansel Adams Photographs among a vast amount of other things- and everything is immediately OK. I take cash commission home every day- whatever I sell I honesly see profits that very day. I love that. I'm meeting new people, making amazing connections, and having an all around amazing time.

For the first time, in, oh, I don't know, my LIFE, I am reaching for goals, achieving success, and reaping the benefits. My first day I sold one piece. My second day I sold 5. My third I sold 17!! Over the weekend I failed at selling an art, but they were my well-deserved days off. Today (Monday) I only sold 3...

...But my 4th day and I'm already on their "top new people" list. In fact, I'm going on a sales trip this weekend to Wyoming! I hate Wyoming, but there's no feeling quite like success; especially success that I quickly worked hard for and earned. I've worked for literally hundreds and hundred of hours on my animation, and for what... 50, a hundred, hits on YouTube? I can use my natural talents on another way and actually make real money and earn real respect and gain success in a way that I never have before.

Since gaining this new leash on life, I have been offered a chance at a contract for $10,000; completly unrelated from art, but just a peg I gained on somebody who I made a good impression on... I have also been offered another job by a client just based on my skills as a salesman. Today I wore a t-shirt and jeans to my (other) new interview and nailed it. Now I sell art AND cellphones!!

I started at $0 ...now I'm only $100 dollars from rent in only 4 days at working this. Thats $360 in 4 days!!!

It's certainly taking it's tole... I haven't been eating or sleeping right ever since I starting tasting what it feels like to succeed. There's a lot of pressure on me now, espically with the 2 jobs, to create a standard for myself; not to mention the fact that I have to make at least $100 within the next 2 days before I get a nice call from my landlord.

So that's whats going on with me. I made $160 bucks on Friday alone as a personal high and all I can do now is try and break it. I have a business trip approaching in a few days and all I can hope for is $$$$$$$.

And I have no idea how to sell cellphones. Those people are gunna be pissed that they hired me on the sole fact I that I sold them almost $600 worth of art prints.