Blood sweat and bums

So I went to donate some blood today, and when they say donate they mean is in the strictest sense of the word.  In years gone by you actually could get free blood when needed, given that you are a registered blood donor, this is no longer the case anymore. in this day and age you will be lucky to get two boxes of juice and a cookie for your trouble, and you can call me lucky.  My plan was to keep the first juice I get and sell that and my cookie, but the nurse forced me to open my juice and drink it while donating.  But you see I was lucky, and when you are trying to turn 50c into R1000000 you need a little bit of luck.  Once my first box of juice was finished they offered me a second one, and this one I saved.  So in effect I swopped one pint of blood for one box of mango juice.  As it stands I have yet to make use of my initial 50c as the blood is in my, and my body makes it free of charge.

So other than the gift I got from this mornings breakfast, a packet of dried peaches and a bottle of distilled water,  I had a box of juice and 2 cookies, oh yes and die infamous copper spoon.  I feel raw fear before approaching anyone to offer them something to buy, just another reason to push harder in the challenge.  So Tanya helped by pushing me to approach people.  The first person was a gardener raking some leaves.  He had no money or my sales technique was lacking, I suspect the latter.  When I got back into the car I said that it would be an amazing experience to try and convince a bum to buy something from me.  You should watch what you say around my friends.  So when we saw a group of beggars Tanya simply stopped the car, and that was that, I was not getting back into the car without making a sale.

So I approached the group, the day was hot.  So I knew that the juice would probably be my best bet.  I played up the heat and the thirst that they must be feeling.  One of the bums, like the leader bum, said that they have no money.  I could see one of the guys looking like he might be up for the sale, so I switched my attention to him.  When he asked to see the juice I jumped, the juice was ice cold, and little droplets of water clung to the sides of the box.  It looked like an advertisement.  My client was more than happy to pay R1 for such a seductive box of juice.

After this transaction my total capital stood on R1.50 as I am still in possession of my initial 50c.  I used R1 to purchase Tanya's juice from her, then I sold that box of juice to my father for R2.50, as he buys boxes of juice for his office for more than that.  As a rule I would rather not sell to my family, but in cases where I can provide a product that they would buy in any case, and provide it at a better price I have no problem, as this would be a win win situation.  The main motivation not to sell to family is that you do not want to take wealth from your family, as this does not enrich your environment.  I feel that where you can save your family money and still make a profit you counter help your family save and grow your turnover, thus enriching your environment on two fronts.

After day two I have R3.00 in cash, two large cookies, one bottle of mineral water, one packet of dried peaches, one copper jam/sugar spoon, and 4 strands of copper wire.  My goal is thus to some how make R3.00 of profit tomorrow.