Recycle For LIfe

Recycle Update:


Funny how money, envy, ill will, greed and hate changes things for the better; if you believe in yourself! If you have faith you conquer goals with the force of a lion. Otherwise; doubt is an opening for venom.I lost Mickey' Dees' recycle pickup only to gain their competition, mom and pop stores and better relations with everyone else. Recycling makes sense common! I am only focused on card board but I gain so much more. Shop owners have demanded that I continue to pick up their refuse, so  I do. This cardboard thing has grown into an expose in hate, greed, fraud, and corruption on multiple scales. I admit I was naive in thinking one could actually pull off my ultimate goals with some controversy. Hardship make you stronger only if you apply valuable lesson to ones actions. But the link that people go to "F" me over boxes is unprecedented. But I have grown two and three fold through this experience. It was a great idea to document much of these happenings and involve my MBA research into some of this. Intellectually it is simple. Covert matter into money. Like the dope game or prostitution or car sales or hamburgers. It is simple. Convert matter into money. That is what I do. Been at this pattern behavior for decades now. I have been well taught by those who knew more than me. A finance professor once said do any deal that is positive and adds financial value; over 1% ROI. So you have it. Three day average over 25 days is $33 a day. Gas cost for same period averages $5.00 a day to recycle and begin the next run with stock in a 4-5 hour morning. In business, I try my earnest to approach things scientifically and eliminate risk and error. I am no joke. You do the math;  then, holla' at your boy..............  

Travel Shock

About 20 years ago I went to the Bahamas. As soon as I got off the plane, I went through a culture shock. I was with three other people and we did not see any shuttles or taxis. A local in an unmarked vehicle came up and people started getting in. He looked at us and demanded that we get in. I objected because I did not see any taxi signs or identification. He insisted and we all packed in the vehicle. About seven people were packed in the car. I told him we were going to a local inn and asked how much is the ride. He said that there is no cost and in the Bahamas this is how locals travel. Everybody got out at different locations and no one paid him. He took us to the hotel and refused my money and left. We were there for one week and we never paid for a taxi. People would literally stop to pick us up as we walked down the street. I was perplexed by this behavior the whole trip and on the last day. I finally asked another free cab why this habit existed. This driver told me that on the island the tourist is king because most of the income is provided by tourist. These were the nicest and most caring people I had ever dealt with. I have always longed to go back and live there!