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12 September 2006, 23:57
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September 13, 2006... From The Desk of Billy Briggs:
Dear Friend,
First, let me say, this is a rather unusual story. Y’see as I’m writing this, just the other week something happened. I was sitting in my front lounge, laptop on my sofa mindlessly watching TV. When there was a knock at the door. Scattering to put on some clothes I wandered over to the window and noticed it was my neighbor…
…Hell’s Bells What Have I Done Now?
…I thought. Opening the door her face was almost red with anger. But after she started to talk it became apparent she wasn’t angry at all. More upset. Because she lives in a nice area: Fairly big house. Sporty car. Big Family. But recently her husbands business has gone down the spout.
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It’s a business which provides bus tours all over the area. Mainly catering for tourists. I don’t know the reasons for its sudden bombing, and she asked me not to talk about it on this website. So I’ll skip over to what she said…
“Billy... What the heck do you do for a living.. What's your job” Sarah said looking down at her feet.
I stopped dead. It's a question I get quite a lot. Especially from family and friends. I usually tend to avoid it - quite simply because whatever way I try to explain it people either look at me blankly or call me a liar.
“I only ask because with the recent problems Dave (her husband) has run into at work… We can’t afford to keep up payments on the house. I mean, we can barely put food on the table at the minute.” Sarah said quietly, for Dave was gardening next door.
"No, really," Sarah said nodding... "What do you do? Did you inherit millions from a relative? Or get lucky with shares?"
I have to admit her personal and actually darn rude questions struck a chord with me, then...
… She Told Me Something that Almost Forced Me To Create This Website
She said: “I get out of bed every day, attempt to wake the kids and get them ready for school. Have my shower. Get some clothes on and leave my family to go to work. I work a good 9 hour day, drive home and exhaustedly slump onto the couch.”
“But You! I see you through this window (she points) every single morning. You’re right there on the couch when I get up. Right there when I go to work. And more often that not you’re right there when I get home.”
I nodded uncomfortably, Sarah was getting worked up.
“But it wouldn’t matter if you we’re like the most who do that kind of thing.... Penniless! But (she laughed) you’re not. You’ve got a luxury car. This house. You take regular vacations … god knows why you need them..”
I stopped Sarah right there. She was starting to get annoyed and that’s not what I wanted. With a moment of thought I decided I would tell Sarah something… The reason I can sit on my peach leather couch all day but still keep up with payments on my house, car, holidays etc:
So I told her what I haven't even shared with my friends and family- How I can be a lazy bugger - But be a lazy bugger in a 3 story, 6 bedroom house!
Y’see back in the mid 1980’s – unemployment was at an all-time high. I was just a small child then living with my mother. And we lived in an “ok” house on the posh side of San Diego. As a kid I guess I never gave it much though but my mother (Cathy – god rest her soul) was a hard worker.
She had been a hard working employee for over 20 years until the day she was forced to leave due to company bankruptcy. I remember the couple of weeks after that we we’re living off our savings. The little bit my rather clever mother had kept back. Just incase.
But a few weeks’ later things we’re back to normal. Well not totally normal, because my mother never left in the morning for work. She would see my off from the gates to my school in Mission Bay. And turn straight around and go back inside the house to start work.
Because back then my mother was taking advantage of “this” too. She had an old “Brother Type-A-Graph” typewriter. She would tap away at that all day.
But The Money Kept Rolling In…
At Christmas she even bought me the Bianchi bicycle I was after.
But anyway she was making money “entering data” quite simply. Because at the time direct mail was in full swing. If you don’t know what ‘direct mail’ is… it’s the crappy letters full of hype which are jammed into your mail box every day. Y’know “Refinance your home mortgage...”, “Limited places available on luxury cruise line”. That kind of thing.
But these companies need the lists of customers to send these letters to. And thanks to the lack of technology back then one of the main problems was duplicated customers in the mailing lists. This cost the companies thousands of dollars each mailing, because of wasted resources when Mr Johnson would be mailed the same letter 5 times.
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