Chapter 6. No More Obstacles
power, could create a web site that could have tens of thousands of monthly subscribers paying a monthly fee of $19.95. I hoped to hear from them but honestly never thought I would. To my surprise, a few days later I got an email from Tommy Lee saying, “Give my attorney, David Rudich, a call because we are interested.” I was so excited my limbs were shaking. I wondered if I had what it took to communicate with someone on David’s level. To my surprise, I spoke with an amazingly kind and polite man who invited me to Los Angeles to discuss a deal. Nervous and excited, I met with David and was very honest about my background. I told him my follow-through and vision for the future was as good as anyone twice my age or someone with a college degree. To my surprise, my age and education didn’t seem to matter to David. His main concerns were his clients’ welfare, the profit potential, and that our idea sounded like a great oppor- tunity for them. He called Pamela, told her he liked the idea, and thought we should pursue it. In fact, he suggested we all have dinner that night. As you can imagine, I left that office on a high I had never felt up until that point, at least in my business life. I wasn’t dressed as sharply as most people. I didn’t have a college degree, and I was in my mid-twenties. But I was judged by my ideas, vision, and honesty and nothing else. I headed back to the room waiting for a call from David about a meeting with Tommy and Pamela. Well, the meeting didn’t happen that night, and David scheduled another meeting the following day with me, himself, and Tommy and Pamela’s accountant. It was a totally different meeting than the one the previous day. Immediately, I knew I was not being judged for my idea, my intentions, and the money we all could make, but for my look, and my lack of schooling and experi- ence. The accountant even asked how I got a meeting with David in the first place. My confidence was flushed down the toilet in a matter of minutes. The accountant informed me that there would be no
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