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“And who has already given out their 50 pieces of information?” they asked the class at the Advanced Leadership Training.
Half a dozen hands shot up – the ususal teacher’s pets.
Of course I would have loved to have put my hand up too. I had added half an hour onto my journey time in order to stop at a motorway services area and dispense my 50 cards all in one go in the space of 15 minutes (or half an hour if it wasn’t crowded). But what with one thing and another I left late and the traffic took care of the rest.
So there I was stuck for the entire day in the Holiday Inn at Milton Keynes with 20 top distributors who made sure that everyone who entered the hotel got a card. I course I helped with this but it only shifted five. By 9.30 in the evening, when I stumbled out into the rain, I was not much looking forward to a two-hour drive let alone finding homes for 45 piggies.
But this has now become an obsession.
First I stopped at Toddington Services for a meal. The place was virtually deserted and to pre-judge the other diners (which of course I shouldn’t) I’m not holding my breath.
And at the other end of my two-hour drive in the rain I pulled into the Ipswich Tesco’s and set about cheering up the midnight shelf-fillers. I always imagine such people will jump at the chance of building up a large income which gets paid every month whether they do any work or not – particularly if they can do it with “hours to suit”. But nobody has ever seen it my way.
However, right at the end – as usual it was something like card number 45 – I found someone who listened intently. He couldn’t come to tonight’s meeting because he was based in Thurrock. But he was clearly intrigued. And even if he was working through the night, if he had been drafted in from Essex, he was obvioiusly no mere shelf-stacker.
So we shall see. Quite honestly, by that time, I was glad to give him a DVD and say goodnight.
But the reward came when I reached home. There is always a reward for putting in the activity – and sure enough, when I looked at the Blackberry, it turned out that while all this had been going on, someone called Holly had been looking at my website and downloaded an information pack.
Now there’s a high note to end on…