I QUIT, and FEAR is the BEST Motivator I have - Posted by J
Posted by J on December 11, 1998 at 02:23:09:
Well folks, I’m the guy who started the thread on Quitting your Job. I did just that and do NOT regret it for a minute. There was a time when I loved my job. I also miss it to some extent, because it was a lifestyle, not just any old job. You see, I was a cop. A member of the largest fraternity in the world. Nobody understands cops like cops. Much like the other REI people we are all meeting here. We are all different, and yet we have more in common with one and other than I’d ever imagined.
I keep coming up with things that happened to me earlier in life and using them for motivation and inspiration.
I know that when placed in a corner, FEAR alone motivates me to get out! I can always find a solution to escape whatever it is that has me cornered. Not always with the result I would like, or wish for, but I am out none the less. Some will say that this is only luck! I like to think of it as being “creative in the pursuit of a solution”.
I am NOT afraid to ask even the dumbest questions. As my high school physics teacher said often, "the only stupid question is the one never asked."
I remember one night while on duty as a cop and stopping for coffe in the local “mini-mart”. I used the restroom, and returned to the front of the store to interupt an armed robbery. I was scared to DEATH when I looked up and saw the barrel of a gun pointed right at me. Now this is a corner that scared me. I felt that I had no where to run. The “PERP” yelled at me to “freeze” and I complied. I saw the desperation in this mans eyes, and realized at that moment he felt trapped as well. I asked him if I could speak, and he said “WHAT?!?!” I said OBVIOUSLY you are in a bind here, and I can see that. I can see you are a decent man, who has simply run out of solutions, and this was your last resort. “May I ask how much money you need and for what?” This was not the department SOP answer to this situation. In fact, they say “BE QUIET” and do what he says. “WAIT” for the situation to present an opportunity to disarm the subject, and “WAIT” for backup.
Here is what happened;
The “perp” said, “man, I haven’t eaten in days, and I just need money to get food!” I said to him, “You seem like an honorable man, let me LOAN you the money NOW, and BUY you some food NOW.” Afterall, we are in a food store. He said why would you do that? I said because I’m tired, and ready to go home in a few minutes, and arresting you will only make my shift run over. I then told him that I’d loan him everything in my wallet, but I wanted him to "Sign an I.O.U., payable WHENEVER he could pay it back."
I then glanced at the clerk, and saw FEAR in her eyes, and a look of "You are one CRAZY COP!"
I then asked him to allow me to S-L-O-W-L-Y remove my wallet to see how much I had. He said DO IT SLOW! I did. I then asked the clerk to get this man a Hotdog, and ring it up, I was buying. The “perps” mouth watered. The clerk then handed him his “Dog” and he told us “Not to move” and snarfed it. When he was done, he actually thanked me. I then said , “now about our loan?”, let me take out my note pad and write an I.O.U. and you sign it, taking my $23. I then wrote the I.O.U. and handed it to him to sign. the “perp” then set down his gun, signed the I.O.U. and asked the clerk to ring him up another hot dog. He then handed her my money, and waited for his change. The entire time his gun was on the counter in front of him, but too far from me to grab. He saw me eyeing it, and said, “don’t worry, I won’t shoot you, the gun isn’t loaded anyway.” I then said, “did you like the hotdogs?” He replied “yes” and I said “good, that is what we serve at the jail every Thursday for lunch”. He asked me what that meant, and I said it meant that he’d get more tommorrow. I then cuffed him, and radioed for backup.
I know this is a long story and many of you may feel it has NOTHING to do with RE. But, I have recieved such GREAT inspiration from others stories here, that I felt I had to share one more with you, and the lessons I gleened from it.
Do not let FEAR scare you, make it your motivation when faced with what may seem impossible odds. And always learn from every situation you come upon.
I have, and continue to do so. Asking questions is how we learn, from childhood to death. Remember that you are only in a corner when you percieve there to be walls.
Every month I make sure that I am actively seeking deals, and know that if I do not perform, I may not eat, or have a place to live. This is my FEAR, and it motivates me. My wife wasn’t thrilled with it, especially when I quit my “cop job”, but she has since seen a new me. One that is happy in his pursuit of financial freedom. She says that to see me work is a thrill, even when I get frustrated becasuse I LOST a deal. When that happens, I usually become even more aggressive in my pursuit of the next.
Sorry for the length of this post, sometimes I just type like a madman when I get on an idea…thanks again to all of you who have shared your knowledge and experience, here at CREO. Õ¿Õ