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Grandpa, I’m in trouble … Mom’s gonna kill me!

If you have a 15 yr. old daughter or granddaughter, you can probably imagine the thoughts and feelings that went through my mind right at that moment.  Anger, Frustration, Sorrow - an urge to kill the SOB when I found out who he was – and yeah, disappointment in her too.  After all, this was my girl, my baby.  Her parents had divorced when she was five, and I’d always been there for her … a father figure, Grandpa, and best friend all rolled into one.  She was scared, but she knew she could count on me.  I took her in my arms and held her.

When she stopped crying, I asked if she was ready to talk about it ….  Folks, for a minute there I felt like taking my belt off and busting her butt.  I was angry and thrilled at the same time.  She wasn’t pregnant – she had charged almost $1,000 on her mom’s credit card for some “get rich” plan on Facebook. 

What would you do? 

What I did was give her another long hug, and a short lecture about 

  •  using her mom’s card for anything except an emergency
  •  and lying about her age in order to use that card ….

and then I tried to call and get the money back, but they were  closed.  Since I had to wait till tomorrow, (and didn’t know if I could get a refund), I figured I might as well see what ‘I‘ had bought – so off to the ‘stinking’ computer we went. 

I say ‘stinking‘ computer, because I’ve had a long relationship with them, and they’ve never quite wanted to cooperate with me.  When I got out of the Navy, I was convinced that computers were the wave of the future – where the money would be.  So I went to school and got a degree in Programming, IBM 360/ hard-wired boards/ keypunch data cards/ and COBOL …. ah those were the days, I was on my way to the big money.   

It was 1974, and my first three job offers were in the basements of banks …                                                 I’m a  SEAL (inactive - Team 2)  Vietnam was still with me, and there was no way you were gonna stick me in a hole like that – somebody would get hurt.  So – a lot of time and money wasted … I took a job pumping gas for just over minimum wage …. something like $2.15 an hour. 

But I’ve mellowed out a lot since those days, and I didn’t pump gas for long.  In fact, I retired in 1998 at the age of 48 …  and really enjoyed the next ten years of  ‘freedom’ …  but there’s only so many horses and Harley’s you can ride.  I had said from way back when – that a man should retire until he was 60, and then go to work - when he was too old to do anything else.  Of course, that was when I was 20, and 60 seemed to be a long way off ….. I’ve discovered that it sneaks up on you pretty fast. 

That was just over a year ago.  Needless to say, I paid for the course and went through it with my granddaughter.  I was skeptical, but after a few weeks, and a few dollars rolling in – I admit, I was hooked ….. and it just keeps getting better.

So if you’re still new to making money on the web … bookmark this site – sign up  for updates – write this URL on the back of your hand … do something to find your way back here … because you don’t want to miss what’s happened in the last few months …….  I’ve spent quite a bit of money getting to where I am now – but you won’t have to.  Take advantage of what I’ve learned (and what I’m still learning) … No Charge. 

We all have dreams ….. let me help you make yours come true.

Keep Smilin …

Mike

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