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A Tale of Two Taxis

Don’t ever get run-flat tyres. The idea is great – you never have a flat tyre.

Or at least the tyre never looks flat and you can still drive to get it fixed. But if it never looks flat, how do you know it is flat… until you’ve been driving on it for so long it’s ruined and you have to buy a new one for £120. I’ve had my free Mini for just over two years and I’ve now had to fork out for three new tyres.

Also the tyres are a bit of a rarity so this time I had to leave the car at the garage while they ordered a new one. Still, it meant that I got to talk to the taxi driver.

Interesting chap: His usual business was harvesting potatoes for Walkers Crisps. He has a huge machine costing millions and he and his sons drive it 24 hours a day throughout the potato season. The rest of the year, he drives taxis.

“It’s not the same any more, though.” he said. “Now the lorries pull onto the field, drive alonside. I shoot the load into the back and they’re off. I never even talk to the drivers.”

“Do you like talking to people.”

“Well it’s what life’s all about, isn’t it – talking to people.”

“You ought to look at what I do…”

He thought it sounded great. So now he’s got a DVD.

Then of course, I had to take another taxi back in the afternoon to pick up the Mini with its new tyre. Now, admittedly the driver didn’t speak very good English but I don’t know if I’ve ever witnessed a greater contrast.

“Nice car,” I said.

“Not mine. Belong to company.”

“Would you like your own car?”

“Yes.”

“I know how you can get one. You could do what I do. Just tell your passengers about our brilliant club that saves them £1000 a year and you get given a free car. How great is that?”

“Free car. They send me free car?”

“Well, you have to go and collect it.”

“Where collect car?”

“London, just at the bottom of the M1″

“No.”

“What, you wouldn’t take a train up to London to collect a free car worth £12,000?”

“Don’t like train. Car is better.”

I like to think there are very few occasions when I am struck dumb. However this was one of them. The rest of the journey was completed in silence.

- until we reached the garage and I paid him. He then looked at me for what seemed the first time: “You give me information about free car?”

Yes, I gave him information about free car. Heck I’ll give anyone information about free car.

But I just hope he never rings. Maybe he has a cheerful chatty friend…

What’s it all about?

This is the diary of a successful Multi-Level Marketer making money from home and fitting a part-time business into a busy life.
Over the years it has developed but the objective remains the same: To demonstrate how anyone can build a successful network marketing business in "the nooks and crannies of the day".
Eventually this spawned a training programme which I call The Cold Market Academy. This began as a seminar available only to MLM-ers working with my company. However this is now available as an e-book worldwide and priced at only $10 with a money-back guarantee! To order your copy click Here
But at the heart of the Network Marketing Blog is the answer to the two most common questions people ask when they look at this business - and the two biggest challenges they face when the start:
1. I m not a salesperson.
2. I don't have the time.
These are genuine concerns and all too often they get brushed aside: "Don't worry about that. We'll show you how..."
This blog is designed to show how it works in reality and in real time - how anyone, no matter how busy, can work their business consistently in small fragments of time. Because that's all you need; just a few seconds to find out if someone's interested.
And please bear in mind the entries here are only a tiny snapshot of the daily activity. Most of what goes on would make very dull reading indeed: Making calls from the list ... adding names to the list...making calls from the list...
As for being a salesperson: Have a look and decide for yourself.
Is it sales?
Let's say you call on a friend unexpectedly and find them up to their ankles in water and battling with a burst pipe.
Imagine it: There they are, soaked to the skin, trying to wrap a towel round the leak while they shout: "I rang the plumber but all I get is the answerphone..."
Honestly now, would you ignore their plight or would you volunteer the number of your own plumber.
Would you do what you could to help them or would you consider that going into "sales" on behalf of the plumber would be beneath you?
And what would your friend say when they realised you had deliberately chosen to leave them struggling to stem the flow and all because you felt embarrassed about "selling" something.
Network marketing is all about spreading good news and it's all about helping people.

If you're thinking of getting into Network Marketing - or already in it but not making enough money - contact me at info@johnpassmore.co.uk

About Me

John Passmore
Woodbridge, Suffolk,
United Kingdom

For 25 years I was a newspaper reporter - ending up as Chief Correspondent for the London Evening Standard. Then I gave it all up and, with my wife, set out to live the simple life on a small boat while writing a column for the Daily Telegraph. Five years and two children later we moved ashore - and five years and another two children after that I ran out of money. Nobody wanted to give me a job and I couldn't afford to start a conventional business. Then at a craft fair in our local community hall, somebody showed me network marketing. It was described as a home-based business that would provide a second income for anyone who wanted to work from home. I was sceptical. There were claims of high earnings and something called a "residual income". But what if it did work? And besides what alternative did I have? So I threw myself into it wholeheartedly (which is the only way to succeed at anything). I'm not saying it's easy or that there were never moments of doubt but if you're prepared to learn and determined never to give up, then there is a statistical certainty that you will make money. I started in April 2005. I was broke and embarrassed. Today I have no money worries whatsoever.

(In particular we have no worries since converting our garage into what we now grandly call "The Studio" - a luxurious apartment which we offer as bed and breakfast or a holiday let. See www.debenhouse.co.uk)