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Two brothers. An old van. Five years travelling across the East Coast of the US. Many have dreamed about it… but these guys had the huevos… or guts. They survived selling T-shirts at fairs. College dorms. Random events. Sleeping in the van. Eating peanut butter. Smelling probably like a dead raccoon wrapped in ambition. That was Bert and John Jacobs. The founders of Life is Good. In 1994, after a particularly bad trip, they had $78 left. Not $78,000. $78. Most people at that point would have gone home. Called their parents. Updated their CV. Started explaining to everyone why “the market was not ready”. They designed a simple character. Jake. A smiling face. And three words: Life is Good. A bit too optimistic probably… Especially in the 90s when everything cool was grunge, dark, depressed and dressed like it had slept under a bridge. Well… they took the design to a fair. And sold 48 T-shirts in 45 minutes. Today, Life is Good is a business worth around $100 million. My point is that most people leave too early. They want the result. But not the humiliation. They want the brand. But not the van. They want the business. But not the peanut butter. They want the breakthrough. But not the five years of looking like an idiot selling T-shirts to students who probably didn’t even have money to buy beer. Everybody wants the moment where 48 T-shirts sell in 45 minutes. Very few people want the five years before that. And that’s exactly why I created The Room. Because The Room is not about theory. It’s not about collecting more information. It’s not about watching videos like a professional spectator. It’s about becoming the kind of person who can stay in the room when things get uncomfortable. When nobody claps. When the first version is ugly. When your offer gets ignored. When your boss doesn’t invite you. When the client says no. When your LinkedIn post gets five likes and one of them is your cousin. Most people don’t have a strategy for that phase. They only have fantasies. They imagine the success. The money. The recognition. The freedom. The applause. But when the first punch arrives… They disappear. They change the plan. They blame the market. They blame the company. They blame the algorithm. They blame the economy. They blame “timing”. No. Sometimes the truth is simpler. You left the room too early… Others… did not even enter. ​The Room​ PD 1: If you liked this email, don't keep it in secret and forward it to a friend. They will thank you enormously one day. PD 2: If somebody has sent you this email and you want to receive emails like this yourself, visit vicentevalencia.com PD 3: If you want unsubscribe, click the link below. |
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