Reality Checks
Who would have thought that (basically) "Let me use two square feet of your space right here and I can give you free money" would be such a tough sell?
Wednesday I finally went out and approached some businesses about the possibility of having gumball machines in their stores; it didn't go quite as well as I had been hoping. Joanne had sort of predicted that and told me not to be discouraged, but I think I had gotten myself way too excited imagining different possibilities and so it was kind of a letdown anyway. I think it might have burst my bubble a little bit--I think I was imagining that I was the first one to ever have the idea and I would be welcomed by everyone. Now I'm seeing how unrealistic it was to think it would just take off and be something big at the very beginning.
Have I really gotten to be that easily discouraged, though? What happened to the girl who was willing to risk everything to follow her dream of just being herself? Have I gotten comfortable to the point of being lazy, of wanting the easy way?
I shouldn't be that discouraged, should I? I did get one "yes," albeit an unenthusiastic skeptical one, from Johnny at Sushi Connections, so why shouldn't I at least go through with that one? Jo's employer also said I should put one in his waiting room--it might not do a lot of business there, but they do make small ones. Why shouldn't I just be happy for that much, and "start somewhere?" So it won't be a replacement for a "real job" anytime soon. Why does that mean I shouldn't do it?
I've noticed myself getting discouraged with other things too--the puppy when he keeps acting up no matter what I do, the never-ending job search that never goes anywhere, the fact that I never seem to make time to actually get anything done in the house anymore... If I believe in the idea that the World gives you the things you need to learn from, that's probably why the puppy is so incorrigible--he's going to teach me to be just as stubborn and relentless as he is, or else I'm going to keep getting steamrolled by my own dog. If he teaches me a little something about how to be a German Shepherd that never lets go, maybe it would be a good thing.
Wednesday I finally went out and approached some businesses about the possibility of having gumball machines in their stores; it didn't go quite as well as I had been hoping. Joanne had sort of predicted that and told me not to be discouraged, but I think I had gotten myself way too excited imagining different possibilities and so it was kind of a letdown anyway. I think it might have burst my bubble a little bit--I think I was imagining that I was the first one to ever have the idea and I would be welcomed by everyone. Now I'm seeing how unrealistic it was to think it would just take off and be something big at the very beginning.
Have I really gotten to be that easily discouraged, though? What happened to the girl who was willing to risk everything to follow her dream of just being herself? Have I gotten comfortable to the point of being lazy, of wanting the easy way?
I shouldn't be that discouraged, should I? I did get one "yes," albeit an unenthusiastic skeptical one, from Johnny at Sushi Connections, so why shouldn't I at least go through with that one? Jo's employer also said I should put one in his waiting room--it might not do a lot of business there, but they do make small ones. Why shouldn't I just be happy for that much, and "start somewhere?" So it won't be a replacement for a "real job" anytime soon. Why does that mean I shouldn't do it?
I've noticed myself getting discouraged with other things too--the puppy when he keeps acting up no matter what I do, the never-ending job search that never goes anywhere, the fact that I never seem to make time to actually get anything done in the house anymore... If I believe in the idea that the World gives you the things you need to learn from, that's probably why the puppy is so incorrigible--he's going to teach me to be just as stubborn and relentless as he is, or else I'm going to keep getting steamrolled by my own dog. If he teaches me a little something about how to be a German Shepherd that never lets go, maybe it would be a good thing.