The entrepreneurial journey for me started when I was in elementary school.
My sister, a neighborhood friend, and I would color pictures from a coloring book and then walk around to our neighbors’ homes asking if they want to buy them.
I mean, I was basically a door to door salesman, trying to make a dime. And I mean that literally, as we sold the pictures for a dime.
Back then, in the ’90s, people actually had dimes so the business was pretty successful. These days we would have struggled, needing a credit card reader or Venmo at age 10.
Around this same age, my sister and I starting creating friendship bracelets, and we would sell them by the first tee of the golf course on days when my dad was participating in a tournament. I remember taping the bracelets to the inside wall of the tee house, hoping we would sell out! You may be wondering if I was trying to earn money to buy something in particular, but that wasn’t the case. I don’t remember having any sort of drive for earning money. It was all about the sale of the product, and the thrill of the transaction with the buyer. I loved the satisfaction of being able to offer something that someone wanted. I felt so proud and accomplished.
My first job working for someone else was in high school. I got a job at a local beauty store. I was a junior in high school, and also attending beauty school during the day at a trade school, so my world was pretty centralized around beauty. The store required that...