Saturday, June 26, 2010

And all HE had was Chickens!

His name was Frank Perdue, an unassuming man at best. Pretty average.
If he bought me a drink in a bar, I probably would not go out with him.

Oh, I'd drink his drink- maybe dance just one or two slow songs at the most, but then excuse myself from discovering the greatest marketer and visionary that America has ever seen.

Let's be honest. Can you cuddle up to this guy after a few shots of Patron and "Sexual Healing"? I think not.

But as an entrepreneur what you can cuddle up to is the way in which this man, and even his father before him, looked around them to find the every day, ho-hum, humble chicken as something of an extraordinary money making opportunity.

For most of us, that's akin to gazing upon dirt and seeing dollar signs.
Who can make money out of dirt? It's everywhere! Hello, Hoover.
Who can make money out of chickens? They're everywhere! At least, back then they were.

This father and son duo set their minds upon knowing everything there was to know about chickens.
Would you think of feeding them marigold blossoms to the end that your chickens would be a nice color of yellow?
They did.

"It takes a tough man to make a tender chicken."

What does this mean to Entrepreneur Chick?

Well, I do like a tough man and I do enjoy tender chicken; yet in the same way that the Perdues willingly and tirelessly educated themselves regarding chickens, I become dead set in my mission to learn everything I can about the companies I own (one in particular) and become so knowledgeable that not only do I blow my competitors out of the water, I make my clients so successful, why, they'll turn green from all those wads of cash they'll have to cart around!

Now this is the cool part.

My strategy is actually working.

When I meet back with my clients after I have sold them on our services, and after they have reviewed their bottom line numbers and see, sure enough, that those numbers are UP, just like I told them they would be- I feel like I'm floating out of those meetings on a cloud. A big, fat, white, fluffy cloud of ridiculous self assurance (in our company).

Though I wouldn't have brought Frank Baby home to meet Momma, and though I've no chickens, I know exactly how he feels.


  1. How wonderful that you are beautiful and such a success at a young age. While I can applaud Frank Perdue's accomplishments with chicken, I find you just as amazing. I'm content with 45 years as an RN, 21 of them in the new field of forensic nursing. At 65, I managed to publish my first book of poetry - no major financial success but my life has been good.

  2. SO glad to see you writing again! I need to start, too. I love you!

  3. Well I'll be! Such a seemingly simple strategy, but one that I'll bet a lot of people (like me) would just shoot right by. Glad to hear that you've implemented it and that IT'S WORKING. I can just see you floating along out of those meetings on a cloud.

    Good to have you back, EC. I'll second RNSANE's motion, I find you just as amazing. And a good deal more cuddly.

    P.S. I jumped ship from Happy Aquarium. Hardly accessed it at all during my two weeks abroad, came back and found out that the new routine worked pretty well. Sorry...!

  4. Great to see you back posting again, EG :)

  5. I've been catching up on my blog reading and have enjoyed reading your posts. I wanted to let you know I'm hosting my first blog giveaway to celebrate one year of blogging and to say thank you to the lovely people who have followed my blog and/or been inspirational. It would be lovely if you fancied entering as I have found your support fantastic, and your blog a very insprational place to visit. Have a great day. Sending smiles, Em x

  6. To all of you guys- I am SO sorry that I have not responded to you in AGES.

    Soon, I will write as to the reason why.

    Thank you for your sweet words- you are all very special to me.