Yesterday morning I woke up very early. I had a coaching call scheduled for 8:30 am and I wanted to be fully prepared for it. This was a very special call because I was the one doing the coaching and I wanted it to be exceptionally good also because the person on the other line was himself a coach and a very experienced business man.
There is a lot of preparation that goes into a live call, particularly when it is the start of a whole project and you want to be sure that it will start on the right pace. Alex Mendossian, one of the leading teleseminar marketers, who has made an art out of training other people at a distance, says that you should do a presentation 5 times before delivering it as a paid service. So it does take some preparation.
I was pounding away at my keyboard when I noticed a sudden flash in the back yard. There was a sound similar to a match getting lighted on a piece of sand paper and then a shower of sparkles. I immediately thought a bird or some flying object had touched the electric mains outside the house; but the computer went on working and my light staid on so I forgot about it and went ahead in preparing the call.
It was a success and despite me hearing the constant clicking of the surge protector that feeds the mains my computer, everything went fine. Rain was pouring outside, but I was fully concentrated in delivering the best possible content to the person on the other side of the line, who was almost two thousand miles away: the power of the Internet and the power of decision.
The day was crammed with activities so I left the house to go and meet a Realtor at a house we are about to finish and that we’ll soon put on the market. I got there a bit early and took the chance of taking a video of the work in progress, as I usually do. This time I had to take pictures of the new roof and I was walking around looking up at the complex wooden structure, admiring all the work done and commenting into my camera, when I felt something prickly under my right foot.
As soon as I watched down to my right foot I heard a voice saying “Watch out this is a construction site”. It had a teasing tone and it didn’t sound like Paul, my main contractor, so I looked up after removing the roofing nail that had stuck under my rubber sole and there her was Dan, another investor who has just returned from a pleasure trip to Italy. He was mockingly looking at me from inside the master bedroom and he was amazed by the surprise he had pulled off.
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