I keep thinking more and more about going out on my own and attempting to start my own business here in town. I know I could do something and maybe even be half-way successful. But there is a problem.
I can’t sell.
No, scratch that. I can sell. Hell yes I can sell. Ice cubes to Eskimos even. If people are coming to buy. I. Can’t. Cold call.
This has actually been bothering me since it’s keeping me from doing many things. But I have figured out what the problem is.
I won’t go where I’m not invited.
I have always, as long as I can remember, had a hang up about this. I don’t like walking up to strangers to talk. I don’t like to contact people that don’t know me. I don’t like being places unless I was specifically invited to be there. Makes me a horrible party crasher, I know, but it’s how I am. Part of the [quote]nice guy persona[end quote] I have most likely.
Socially awkward? Me? Oh you betcha. I do have a few tricks I can employ to get more over these particular humps when I really have to. Which makes me wonder why I can’t employ those same tricks to beat on doors and hock my wares.
For now I’ll keeping dropping resumes, trying to get a job with [quote]The Man[end quote]. I’m sure one of these days it will come to me across the board, not just when I’m [quote]podcast guy[end quote].
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