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].