A Success Story That Involves My Dad
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[Never give up hope]
A story of success that involves my Dad, a deadline and a single one pound coin…
Now before I go on I’ll pre-frame with the fact I may of shared this to some in my past, but it’s pertinent for many of you to read this story NOW
Hence sharing this with you today
So, many years ago my dad – aka the goat – was in sales and I believe at the time he was a sales rep for a UK stationary company
It was during the 90’s recession and yours truly was just a little boy
(I only learned of this story last year)
Times were tough
Even though my dad was, and still is, a fantastic salesmen
We didn’t have much back then
I was always loved
I was a happy boy
I was never hungry or without books or a dog or toys
But times for many – as they are now – were hard
My dad isn’t by his own admission isn’t academic – but he IS determined and he IS relentless
He is also a provider
Hence the thought of him NOT being able to provide was something I knew that drove him from our chats in the last years
Anyways to the story
My dad got a lead
A company that he had been chasing down for many, many months gave him a call
If he could get to Cardiff?
The deal was his
Now I live in Somerset, and if you don’t know we have a big old body of water called the Bristol Channel between us and and wales
You can go up and around but that takes a few hours – and he would of missed the meeting
So he needed to use the bridge
The bridge back then cost £1
Problem was, he didn’t have any money
Now i don’t have a family
One day, I hope to
And if I do, my mum and dad have provided me with – in my opinion – a ‘blueprint’ for what being a good mum or dad is
Mum taught me to be kind and empathic, to look out for those who can’t look after themselves and to not complain about your lot in life
But to simply crack on
That’s where I get my tenacity, people skills (different from mums) and sheer bloody minded relentlessness from
Now I can’t quite imagine how that felt
Knowing that the answer to your problems…
To the deal that would put money in the bank…
And food – literally – on the table…
Knowing all your problems could be solved by one fucking pound that you didn’t have I imagine would of felt brutal
Hope would be lost
What he felt – is for him and him alone – but he didn’t give up hope
From what he told me he went through every drawer…
Every suit pocket…
Every nook and cranny in his car…
After coming up blank, he started turning the soft furnishings literally inside out
And after literally removing the lining of true sofa
Nestled amongst she lint, crumbs and things you find in the crevices of sofas…
…was a single, shiny, golden £1 coin
With barely enough petrol to cover the journey he set off
– made the meeting with 4 mins to spare –
And closed the deal
Got the commission
Paid the bills
Was there for his family
He didn’t lose hope
He kept looking
He refused to quit
I’m sharing this now as – for many – at times it might feel hopeless
No idea what to do
No idea who to turn to
No idea if you’re going to be ok
If you let your thoughts run wild?
You will he paralysed by fear and you won’t do your equivalent of ‘tearing up the sofa’
Now if your are reading this and you are 100% fine, more power to you
But with everything I write, I’m always mindful there could be those reading this that are fucked
I say this having come from no material privilege
All I have?
I worked for and earned myself
Yes I’ve had help from others
But you know who got my ass out of the shut?
When it comes down to to IF you have a few people you can TRULY rely on?
There’s times – more than once – I’ve felt completely hopeless, a week or two away from ruin
I remember having to sneak into work early when I was 19 to have a teaspoon of cereal from the boxes the consultants kept on the kitchen shelf…
I remember hiding in a corner behind a skip waiting for the manager of Pret to throw away the gone-off sandwiches that I would happily harvest after he closed door and before the motion sensor alarm was activated…
I remember walking 6 miles a day in a summer heatwave in london with multiple shirts (that I had to change in McDonalds toilets and wash/clean/iron every night) and a bundle of CV’s I printed off from the job centre handing them out for sales jobs…
I remember it all – and many more – clear as day
How I felt is BURNED into my mind
Because as depressed, beaten and emotional battered as I was?
Like my dad all those years ago – I didn’t give up hope
Somehow, I found a way
Fuck, I’m only here now because I’m a spiteful little arse who refuses to stay in his lane and knowing that I have a duty of care to my sister in years to come
If you’re in the suck right now?
I implore you: don’t give up hope
Yes, it may not be easy – it might be far from that – it might be fucking brutal
But do what you need to do
Call in favours…
Swallow your pride…
Get up early and go to bed late..
This won’t last forever and I’m telling you there ARE opportunities out there
They might not be exactly what you want
When I lost it all?
I certainly didn’t want to be working in a strip club being belittled and spat on (literally, more than once) by bankers
But I did what needed to be done until I could shift to what I wanted to do
I did the work
I got paid
I fed myself and paid my bills
Had fuck all else
But I got through it and it made me who I am today
You WILL get through this
No idea when, or how but if you don’t give up hope and you don’t quit
You WILL find your own £1 coin
Yes you’re gonna have to be relentless
Yes you’re going to have to do some things you don’t want to do
Yes it’s not going to be easy
But one day it will be!
You just have to grind through this
So send the pitch…
DM every old client…
Leverage your network..
Hit the digital streets and knock on those digital doors one by fucking one and don’t fucking quit on yourself
One day YOU will be looking back on this and you will be PROUD that you didn’t quit when every fibre of your being said
Flip the sofa cushions
You’ll find that £1
And it may not feel like it..
…but you got this
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