The Power Within You In their book TNT – The Power Within You, Claude Bristol and Harold Sherman recounted the story of Bill McDaniel a New York City insurance salesman. This particular morning, Bill McDaniel had booked an appointment with one of his prospects by eleven a.m. sharp. On his way for the appointment, he passed a little old lady of foreign extraction, who was clutching an old – fashioned handbag, and sobbing from fright and bewilderment. Since no one was paying attention to her and Bill had twenty minutes to spare, he decided to approach the little old woman. “Hello, mother,” he greeted her. “What’s the matter? You lost?” She looked up at him hopefully “Yah,” she said. “What’s your name, mother – where do you live” asked Bill. She shook her head. “I don’t know.” “Do you have any relatives – a son or daughter?” “I don’t know!” She said, piteously. The poor woman was so upset and dazed she couldn’t think. “Mother,” said Bill, “do you mind if I look in your pocketbook?” He took hold of it and she handed it to him. Bill opened the tattered handbag and rummaged among it assortment of odds and ends. He came across a piece of paper with an address scribbled on it. There was a woman’s name and a street number in Brooklyn. Bill read this to the little old woman and asked. “Is this your daughter?” “Yah, yah!” said the woman, her face lighting up, “My daughter.” “Is that where you’re going?” asked Bill. “Yah, yah!” Bill took her by the arm. “Come with me, mother. Don’t worry. Everything is going to be all right. I’ll put you on the right train.” He led her down the stairs. A train to Brooklyn was just about to pull out. Bill waved at the guard on the nearest car. “Hold it!” he cried. “This woman’s lost. I’ve her address here. She’s trying to get to her daughter in Brooklyn. Will you see that she gets off at the right stop and have the station master put her in a cab or phone her daughter, so she can come and get her?” “Sure will, mister!” said the guard, taking the slip of paper with the address. “Step in, mother. We’ll take care of you!” Bill saw the little old woman safely on the train. She turned, as the door was closing on her and said in a broken voice, filled with gratitude: “God bless you!” Then Bill glanced again at his wristwatch. Seven minutes to eleven. He had missed his appointment. No use going on down to Wall Street. His prospect wouldn’t see him. Gone was fifty–thousand–dollar annuity. As he was about to board a subway train for his uptown office, it suddenly occurred to Bill he was in the vicinity of another prospect, with whom he had left the figures on a hundred thousand annuity six weeks before. Acting on impulse, Bill decided to check on him. The moment he got to the office was the moment the man was studying Bill’s papers. Forty minutes later, Bill McDaniel walked out with a hundred-thousand-dollar annuity sale under his belt. Had it not been for this little old lady? Yes, you get the point…. Dear reader, try to do one good thing to someone who will not pay you back on a daily basis. To our success! Your Life Coach. @UjuBOnyechere BB: 224AEA77 I love you. Shalom! P.S: Talent to Wealth seminar comes up this saturday in Abuja.
Posted on: Tue, 27 Aug 2013 06:15:52 +0000
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