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That was my choice; I wanted to be an astronaut when I grew up. A 2nd or great-uncle of mine worked with NASA; he would send me envelopes of large, gorgeous pictures of crafts and the cosmos... This, along with every other romanticized notion of the "final frontier" had me donning the suit and helmet and making my fellow earthlings proud as I conquered space- In my head, of course.

 

A Rocket explodes as astronauts take off - Change the channel - My whole body Freezing solid - then cracking and floating endlessly through the void - Wait - my head boiling and vaporizing instantaneously in the vast, lonely, dangerous vacuum of space - these things undoubtedly curbed those desires, but I'm a fearless warrior if I may say so... Certainly my adoration of the devil's lettuce, chasing girls, cutting school (I dropped out of high school and got my GED) - the difficulties those factors would play in trying to become a space traveler probably sealed the deal on that dream. Oh well... Stuck here with you guys.

 

As a teen, I worked my a$$ off. Mcdonald's was my first on-the-books job at the tender age of 14. I still feel guilty about how I left the off-the-books babysitting job that I maintained for quite some time (yes, at 14 I had a job for "quite some time") for the extra hours at mickey D's as soon as they were offered - but Jesus - this is about business finance and how I got into it. Sheesh with the ADHD...

 

At the age of 17, I scored my first "cold-calling" gig - yes this is relevant -  and I'll really show my age here, but back when I was 17, a securities (investments) license wasn't required to speak on investments with prospective clients. I was good! I got the brokers enough business to leave them chasing me down after I quit. 

 

Fast-Forward 8 Years...

 

At the age of 25, after having my first child (I love you Stellianna!) and leaving a still-freshly-minted real estate license to expire so that I could be of more service to my new family - I finally went back to Wall Street to follow through on a dream (turned destiny)  that would not let me escape it. Like many, chasing the buck left me on the back end of an industry in decline. Don't get me wrong here, I held my own, you could say - while most people don't come back from lunch on their orientation, and the other 95% are canned within their first months; I was in the industry for over a decade. I can tell you that YES, it's definitely just like the movies - maybe ten days a year. For the most part, the life of a Wall Street stockbroker consists of endless hours of "cold-calling" - calling rich strangers and attempting to convince them to buy something that they don't need (or half the time want, either).

 

In my 30s, I found myself once again "between firms", and after being in the investment world for maybe 12 years, I was open to new career ideas. The whole industry-in-decline thing was really playing out at this point - you could now buy stock for free, so the client that used to send a million for an investment could now work at your minimum and buy the rest on a Robinhood or Ameritrade.

 

A good friend and confidant - we'll just call him Victor - because that's his name - told me about his cousin... "He's making 8 to 12k monthly, in just a few hours a day, you should try it - you'd be great!". He had my attention; After all, the reason I was between firms was a debilitating depression set upon me from my 5-year-old (at the time) twins (I love you Zoe and J!) being withheld from me - and that, I was convinced, was due to the late financial woes of a stockbroker rebuilding his book of business from scratch. I also am sure that I was a sh!t partner in other ways... ANYWAY yeah, Wall Street can be a cold place, but it gave me a polish and discipline - an outlook on life, and mental conditioning strategies and hacks that I may have never sought out on my own. I loved being a "stockbroker" - Girls are eager to introduce you to their parents - friends introduce you as "the stockbroker I  was telling you about" and at one time brokers sat at the same table as doctors and lawyers, with regard to professional esteem. But my motto is -

"Call me whatever you want - just don't call me broke".

(Or late for dinner.)