The Wage Slaves
We should never settle for anything less than doing what we love -- write, travel, paint, ski, surf, or any other passion that fills our heart. Of course when we are young a true calling may not have made itself visible yet; and we find ourselves floundering.
Years ago telemarketing made its beginning with Corporate America. I took a job with a firm known as head-hunters. We sold bodies -- we were paid a portion of the salary a company offered for a good secretary, typist or personnel director. At the time computer programmers were the competitive rage but I had no Internet knowledge back then.
The office Manager gave me a short training lesson. He put the phonebook in front of me and opened it to the yellow pages. “Start with A”, he said, “and dial for dollars”.
The business of cold-calling is a slow day’s work for a low day’s pay. Few companies were willing to pay for a typist or secretary which was my assignment. Jobs doing something unfulfilling doesn’t give any sense of reward. It makes “dreary” sound like a compliment.
My yellow-brick road has been long and difficult, but the rewards have been reached: the value of generating leveraged income well into my future. It’s like magic -- perpetual income.
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