Korea for New York.

Returning from Vietnam in 1973,1 resigned my commission, even though I loved flying. I found a job with Xerox Corp. I joined it for one reason, and it was not for the benefits. I was a shy person, and the thought of selling was the most frightening subject in the world. Xerox has one of the best sales-training   programs in America.Rich dad was proud of me. My educated dad was ashamed. Being an intellectual, he thought that salespeople were below him.  I worked with Xerox for four years until I overcame my fear of knocking on doors and being rejected.  Once I could consistently be in the top five in sales, I again resigned and moved on, leaving behind another great career with an excellent company.

 

In 1977,1 formed my first company. Rich dad had groomed Mike and me to take over companies.  So I now had to learn to form them and put them together. My first product, the nylon and velcro wallet, was manufactured in the Far East and shipped to awarehouse in New York, near where I had gone to s   chool.  My formal education was complete, and it was time to test my wings.  If I failed, I went broke. Rich dadthought it best to go broke before 30.  "You still have time to recover"was his advice. On the eve of my 30th birthday, my first shipment left    ,,Korea for New York.