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This is why I started calling myself the 'Capitalist Pig'...
Besides, “Steve, will you look at my funnel...” the 2nd question I probably get asked the most is “Where do I get your shirt?”
What's with the Capitalist Pig t-shirt?
It's really fun to wear this shirt in malls, airports - you get a lot of scowls, and I totally get it…
It's meant to be aggressive, it's meant to be abrasive.
ATTRACT YOUR TRIBE
I created it to both attract the right people, and repulse the wrong people…
It's NOT meant to be offensive on purpose, but it does attract my tribe without me opening my mouth.
There are A LOT of reasons that I wear that shirt….
I’m NOT just walking around thinking, “Hey, let's see how we can cause some controversy today.”
I believe in using controversy for the purpose of spreading a message when you have something of real value, but controversy for controversy's sake, I think it’s stupid
… it's NOT helpful - there's enough noise in this world as it is!
So there's a very specific reason that I wear this shirt.
I went on a two-year mission for my church, and when I came back, I had NOTHING.
I was in college, (before I met my wife), and working a labor job.
I worked a lot of labor jobs growing up.
I worked at Discount Tire for a while as a tire buster
https://youtu.be/draLFn4wvuQ
I did it through a winter in Denver when everyone's switching to snow tires. I got crazy sick ‘cause the doors are always open, and it was always snowy.
Another job was residential swimming pool construction + cleaning and maintenance.
I cleaned a lot of pools for the Denver Broncos, the Colorado Rockies, and a ton of really famous golfers.
I got to meet some really cool sportspeople…
But I knew that I wanted MORE in my life, but I didn’t know what that meant.
The last day of the job… before I started college after my mission...
(I’d finally learned how to learn, and how to have a goal and just move for it.)
I picked up this piece of broken tile, (I still have it), and put it in my pocket
It was a small piece of black tile, about half an inch, and I held it in my hand and said:
I will never work another labor job again.
I wanted to learn how to use my brain instead of my hands.
I was driving when I heard a radio ad that said something like:
"Come learn from Rich Dad how you can invest in stocks,"
I said, “Yeah, alright!”
And so I went to this two- three hour evening seminar thing…
As I was driving to the event, I felt kinda nervous. I was like, “What if everyone in the room's crazy smart?
I didn't know that I was literally walking through a funnel , but a physical version.
(I don't think I've ever told you this story?)...
Inside the room, this guy was teaching some cool strategies. I couldn’t believe that you could make money without going to a nine to five!
I was like, “What! I thought this was only possible for highfalutin people who had access to resources …
….cause it takes money to make money, right?”
I had so many false beliefs
When they announced a three-day event where we're gonna teach you more about these strategies, I was like, “Sweet.”
It was $200, and I had about $250 in my account.
It felt like this mountain of cost for me at the time cause I was working labor jobs for nine bucks an hour...
But I paid the $200 and got the time off of work.
On the first day of this seminar, I couldn’t believe what they were teaching.
I was like, “This is insane, I didn't know you could do this kind of thing!”
It wasn't just like, “Here's this stock principle...”
When I left, I was kind of on fire because of the things that they were teaching...
... but also because of the different mentality around cash.
It was the first major combatant that totally ninja punched me in the face in terms of all my old false beliefs around money.
WHAT ARE YOUR FALSE BELIEFS?
The funny thing about false beliefs is... you don't know you have 'em.
If someone asks, “What are your false beliefs?”
You’d be like, “I don't have a false belief, I only have beliefs.”
Anyway, this was the first time I realized, “Oh my gosh, I believe something, and it might NOT be true.”
When I got home, and I was like, "Dad!"
And I just barfed all over him:
"You gotta come do this. I learned this thing, and this strategy, blah blah blah blah blah,...
And my Dad got nervous that I was being kinda brainwashed.
I was like, "You gotta come with me on day two, I'm allowed to bring a guest."
He said, "I'll go do this with you, but it's 'cause I wanna show you that they're probably scamming you."
I was like, "I get it, but just come see for yourself."
Halfway through the 2nd day, guess what they did?
*They dropped a pitch for a $30,000 thing*
My dad looked at me, and we said, “You know what, this is really freakin’ cool.”
He's like, "I get it now. I see what they're doing."
So we paid 30 grand, and went into these stock and options courses… and it's how my dad got into what he does now.
(Eventually, he stopped trading on the Nasdaq, and now he does Forex…)
I don't know why, but that event seemed to set off some kind of chain reaction in me.
I’d already read Rich Dad, Poor Dad, that's how I knew who he was, but anyway…
- I’d read Rich Dad, Poor Dad
- Gone to that seminar thing
- We were doing these courses
- I started reading books like The Richest Man in Babylon (if you haven't read that book, it's a great...
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