Dreamer

I am a dreamer at heart.  I used to work in downtown Janesville and often drove past an old movie theater on my way home. I would daydream about marrying some amazing business man and us opening a Dollar Theater there.  I felt (and still kind of do) that I needed a husband for that type of business because I am great at the idea, and lousy at the execution/follow-through.


I would drive past a seniors only apartment complex and day dream about asking for a break on my rent if I intentionally get to know the tenants and plan activities and events for everyone. 


I see other people starting traditional businesses and I'd day dream about doing the same. 


A large part of what would always stop me is that I simply do not want to have to work that hard to keep my head above water.  In a nutshell that's why I choose to maintain my place as An Employee. (See Richard Kiyosaki's 4 quadrants if you don't know what that means.)  I want to know that I get paid to show up, to some extent.  The risk is minimal. The reward good enough to keep my butt in that chair day after day.


And all of that is one of the reasons I Love L'Bri.  It allows me to dream.  It allows me an outlet to consider a life different than what I have.  It not just allows, but demands I consider a life different than what I have.


What if you got a trip to a spa just for helping other people join you in something you love doing??


What if you got a free car, including paid insurance, for helping those people maintain and grow their own dreams and hopes and goals?


What if you got an all expenses paid trip to somewhere exotic and warm and beautiful in January!  For keeping in contact with your customers, giving away some free stuff, and doing nothing more than working towards that Spa trip?


Can you imagine any other scenario in life in which this could be true?? 


You bring a few friends to Kohl's to shop and they give you $100 in free clothes because you got some friends to come spend their money at Kohl's.


You get a free car because you recruited 10 of your friends to join your gym and they stayed for a year.


You get an all expenses paid trip because those friends you brought to Kohl's with you, well they got a few of their friends to go and did the same thing you did a few times too and you did it some more on top of those original friends.


Those are incredibly loose examples, but they are as close as we can get in the "real" world.  Can you even imagine any of those scenarios to be real??  You'd ask for the fine print. Where's the catch?  Where am I going to get screwed on this deal??


I know.  It sounds crazy.  Partly because Direct Sales doesn't translate to "real life" because it is such a different dynamic and a vastly different structure.  But also because we've been told all our lives the 40 hours a week in a cub, for 50 weeks a year doing 30 to life, and you'll get to retire at some point, hopefully with enough money to eat something better than catfood.


What if?


What if it were possible?  What if it were possible for you??  What if this were the opportunity that coudl change your life? Or your family's life? Or your outlook on the world?


What if this is the situation that gives you just the outlet for adult conversation you need after too many consecutive hours in the same house with your kids?


What if this is the opportunity to buy your husband that La-Z-Boy he's been drooling over every time the ad comes on TV?


What if this is the chance to have that exotic vacation to somewhere warm in the middle of the Dead Wisconsin Winter??


What if you said yes?  Yes to any of the above.  Yes to all of the above!


Yes to something new and different and fresh and exciting.


Yes to work, a different kind of work.  A different style of interaction.  A drastically different program for income.  But Yes.


I would absolutely love to get together with you and explore how saying Yes could impact your life.  I would love to get you the information you need to make an informed decision.  Let's meet for coffee.


Whaddya say?  Wanna dream with me?