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Growing Up in The House that Burped

© Reginald Vickers

First this: Last week I had hundreds of responses from my article (OK, twelve- but it seemed like hundreds). Thank you for all those nice things that you said- thanks Momma. In those response this was passed on to me- http://www.candycenter.com/Default.asp . According to the person that sent this- they have free shipping and are giving away free candy. Sounds like my kind of site. Check it out.

Now this week's article:

The Internet has taken two American past times and woven them into one- greed and the need to find a bargain. I get more emails on these new "get paid to shop" programs than anything else. And you know what- I like them! Some of these programs are also designed to give money to people who refer other people who refer other people who refer other people- basically the old pyramid or multilevel marketing schemes. I have no problem with these plans if the product or service is offered at a great price.

I learned that "sales" was in my blood at an early age. My brother ordered seeds to sale. After he went to the first door and the person said no, Randy decided this was too hard on his ego. So I asked my Momma if I could give it a try. I loved it. Every chance I got I was selling something. I found that being a kid and sales were a great mix. All I had to do was go to a door and say "Ma'am, I am selling this over-priced brick door stop for $65.99 so I can raise money for a new bike". Before I could finish my sales pitch, I had a sale. This was the life for me.

Now I had a great role model for sales. My Momma was a Tupperware manager for years. We called her "Mrs. Tupperware" (http://www.tupperware.com ) . Every time we had to exit the house, my Momma had to go back and burp the door. It was great growing up in a Tupperware house. When I would come home from school there would always a big box sitting in the living room of something she earned off of a contest. It could be a new TV, stereo, couch, or car waiting to be unwrapped.

My Momma would frequently have get togethers at the houses. This meant lots of great food. I would invite my friends over and we'd wait in the back room for the command to devour the leftovers. This event became so popular with my friends that I eventually had to sell tickets.

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