How Do You Spell “Fix”?

 

When I was a young boy, my father had one of the first telephones in our neighbourhood. I remember the polished, old case fastened to the wall. The shiny receiver hung on the side of the box. I was too little to reach the telephone, but used to listen with fascination when my mother talked to it.

Then I discovered that somewhere inside the wonderful device lived an amazing person. Her name was “Information Please”, and there was nothing she did not know. Information Please could supply anyone’s number and the correct time.

My personal experience with the genie-in-a-bottle came one day while my mother was visiting a neighbour. Amusing myself at the tool bench in the basement, I whacked my finger with a hammer; the pain was terrible, but there seemed no point in crying because there was no one home to give sympathy.

I walked around the house sucking my throbbing finger, finally arriving at the stairway. The telephone! Quickly, I ran for the footstool in the parlour and dragged it to the landing. Climbing up, I unhooked the receiver in the parlour and held it to my ear.

“Information, please”, I said into the mouthpiece just above my head.

A click or two and a small clear voice spoke into my ear.

“Information”.

“I hurt my finger…” I wailed into the phone, the tears came readily enough now that I had an audience.

“Isn’t your mother home?” came the question.

“Nobody’s home but me”, I blubbered.

“Are you bleeding?” the voice asked.

“No,” I replied. “I hit my finger with the hammer and it hurts.”

“Can you open the icebox?” she asked.

I said I could.

“Then chip off a little bit of ice and hold it to your finger”, said the voice.

After that, I called “Information Please” for everything. I asked her for help with my geography, and she told me where Philadelphia was.

She helped me with my maths.

She told me my pet chipmunk that I had caught in the park just the day before, would eat fruit and nuts.

Then, there was the time Petey, our pet canary, died. I called, “Information Please,” and told her the sad story. She listened, and then said things grown-ups say to soothe a child. But I was not consoled. I asked her, “Why is it that birds should sing so beautifully and bring joy to all families, only to end up as a heap of feathers on the bottom of a cage?”

She must have sensed my deep concern, for she said quietly, “Wayne, always remember that there are other worlds to sing in.”

Somehow I felt better.

Another day I was on the telephone, “Information Please.”

“Information,” said in the now familiar voice. “How do I spell fix?” I asked.

All this took place in a small town in the Pacific Northwest. When I was nine years old, we moved across the country to Boston. I missed my friend very much.

“Information Please” belonged in that old wooden box back home and I somehow never thought of trying the shiny new phone that sat on the table in the hall. As I grew into my teens, the memories of those childhood conversations never really left me.

Often, in moments of doubt and perplexity I would recall the serene sense of security I had then. I appreciated now how patient, understanding, and kind she was to have spent her time on a little boy.

A few years later, on my way west to college, my plane put down in Seattle. I had about a half-hour or so between planes. I spent 15 minutes or so on the phone with my sister, who lived there now. Then without thinking what I was doing, I dialled my hometown operator and said, “Information Please.”

Miraculously, I heard the small, clear voice I knew so well.

“Information.”

I hadn’t planned this, but I heard myself saying, “Could you please tell me how to spell fix?”

There was a long pause. Then came the soft spoken answer, “I guess your finger must have healed by now.”

I laughed, “So it’s really you,” I said. “I wonder if you have any idea how much you meant to me during that time?”

“I wonder,” she said, “if you know how much your calls meant to me. I never had any children and I used to look forward to your calls.”

I told her how often I had thought of her over the years and I asked if I could call her again when I came back to visit my sister.

“Please do,” she said. “Just ask for Sally.”

Three months later I was back in Seattle.

A different voice answered, “Information.”

I asked for Sally.

“Are you a friend?” she said.

“Yes, a very old friend,” I answered.

“I’m sorry to have to tell you this,” She said. “Sally had been working part time the last few years because she was sick. She died five weeks ago.”

Before I could hang up, she said, “Wait a minute, did you say your name was Wayne ?”

“Yes.” I answered.

“Well, Sally left a message for you. She wrote it down in case you called. Let me read it to you.”

The note said, “Tell him there are other worlds to sing in. He’ll know what I mean.”

I thanked her and hung up. I knew what Sally meant.

Never underestimate the impression you may make on others. Whose life have you touched today?

Lifting you on eagle’s wings… May you find the joy and peace you long for.

Life is a journey… NOT a guided tour.

I loved this story and just had to pass it on. I hope you find it loveable too. Life is short; drink the good wine first.

David Massey

davidmassey500@gmail.com

 

 

I Sat Down With a Blank Mind

I sat down with a blank mind, and nothing to do… not unusual for me you might say.

 I started typing:

What’s on Your Mind? … Who cares?

What do people want?

  • Easy money for little work
  • Personal confirmation and endorsement
  • Empathy
  • A solution;  How do I …?

What do people want to know?

  • How can I create or enhance my own income and lifestyle?
  • Can you help me to create or enhance an income and improve my lifestyle?
  • Practical;  How do I …?

Where do I go / what can I do, to find out?

How do I?

How can you help me?

Are you the person* to listen to? Do I trust you?

 *Are you family or a friend? Yes – YOU ARE NOT THE PERSON TO TELL ME. I DON’T WANT TO KNOW! 

 Enough.  If I knew, I would not have had a blank mind.

There is no answer, but there are many pointers that help us to follow a path or opinion or an idea which might give us satisfaction and fill a void in our lives.

It doesn’t matter from whence it came; it just has to strike you as worthy of further investigation.

Over the many years that I have been self-employed, and “otherwise seeking”, hundreds of hot opportunities, ideas and businesses have sprung up, and many people have made their fortune, or at least made a worthwhile additional income or improvement.

Every day I receive many such emails.

Whatever it might be that interests you, you will get a reasonable idea of the quality and integrity of the project as you learn more and receive the details from the source.

And if it ticks the initial boxes, you must ask yourself, “Am I prepared to do the work necessary to make this successful for me?”

Irrespective of the quality of the project, this is the point of honesty and reality, and only you can get successfully past this point.   

As indicated above, I do not have the answer – not even a suggestion!

My “pursuits” generally started with the intent of making money, and still have that element. However, the greater picture is that I do, and must believe, that the item is beneficial.**

**We are reading lately of a schoolboy who floated a “business” of buying and selling cheap Watches and other items. The business has (temporarily?) failed, but the Press are crucifying him and dining out on the fact that many Private School boys have joined him in the project.

Eventually, some pertinent facts have been revealed and we can make a sane assessment of the matter.

As mentioned above, do your homework, and get a good grasp on the source, the history, and the integrity of the proposal. “If it is too good to be true, it usually is”. But even the most successful businesses have hiccups, some terminal.

One program that I use weekly is a Cashback Buying facility. It has income potential, but day-by-day, it saves me money. I receive worthwhile personal discounts (which are monetized by Cashback) on daily purchases.  Savings are Earnings.

The result of $1 of income could be anything from a loss to $1 profit.

However, $1 of saving = $1 profit.

 There are income possibilities in the facility which might eventuate over time. Meanwhile, I am enjoying my discounts, and know that the one thing that is certain in life, is that people buy every day…“Get yourself at the head of a stampede, and enjoy the ride”

How to offer to others, the facility to obtain a Cashback discount, appears to be the absolute greatest challenge ever.

If you use a Coffee card, where the 10th coffee is free, you are getting a 10% saving.

Imagine getting an average of 10% discount on general or specific shopping, and receiving the 10th week of shopping free. It appeals to me. One might think that it would be a no-brainer!

I also buy and use Herbalife Nutritional products. Those that know me, will recognize that such a program is beneficial in maintaining a high level active physical presence.

My previous life was specializing in Professional Financial Planning and Strategy. The GFC caught me and my clients short, and is not a happy story.

However, I do maintain close links to active specialists in the field and am adamant that everybody needs specialist help in this area. Do not believe that the Age Pension will see you through your (40+/- years of) retirement.

You must have substantial Superannuation or alternate reserves, and / or,  continuing alternate (passive) income, to see you through your retirement.

Don’t ever underestimate the value of regular dividend income! The sooner you set up your dividend producing portfolio (and keep adding to it), the better. It takes time and it is boring – but absolutely essential.

I can direct you to your immediate opportunity to receive your Cashback discounts on many of your purchases; go to: http://bit.ly/1t4ZySL

… To join is free and immediate. Upgrade is available.

And to market the facility, go to : https://dublinetwork.com/5475560

 

For other matters, email me at david@massey500.com for further information and action.

So, from a blank sheet and no ideas, I have filled two pages.

Success might be defined as “Becoming a Credible Expert and passively teaching your market.” It will prove to be the vital element in achieving success in any program or field of endeavour.

My best wishes with your wants, desires and open mind.

Start yourself with a blank sheet and see where you go.

Let me know.

With best wishes

David Massey

Mobile: 0402 349 218  (International +61 402 349 218)

Email: david@massey500.com

My web site: www.massey500.com