Not a great combination and it made for really long days.
Driving from place to place, stocking pop, walking in and out of stores, making sure that the drivers were doing what they were supposed to and the stores had inventory.
It was Tuesday.
I hated Tuesdays because of one particular stop in Cambridge Springs.
The owner and I didn’t get along too well.
Nice enough guy when you were trying to sell something to him, but…
So I walked into the store. Chatted with the Fritos vendor. And a cute cashier walked around the corner.
She was prancing around the building, acting all chatty and bubbly and being friendly to pretty much everyone she came in contact with.
Totally out of my league.
That much I knew.
She was just doing her thing, cashing out customers. Red hair all over the place.
I always made it a point to stock the coolers around the checkout register because it gave me a chance to chat and talk…
If the coolers didn’t need stocked, I made it a habit to buy something.
Whether I wanted it or not.
A pop. A bag of something or other to eat on my way to the next stop.
Really, I just wanted to talk to her.
For just a minute.
The date, was less than stellar in planning, as with most of the stuff I’m put in charge of, but it was special nonetheless.
After my first 2 restaurant choices had waiting times of more than an hour, we chose Texas Roadhouse.
I made sure to eat something that was less than messy, so as not to overly embarrass myself.
All the while thinking, “Wow, I’m really digging this girl.”
Again, not the perfect first date movie.
After that, we weren’t ready for it to be over… So we decided to get coffee.
The random drive to Starbucks after the movie was a good choice.
And after that, an hour long conversation in the Wegmans parking lot.
That’s probably one of the reasons it’s still our favorite grocery store.
The months following that were filled with butterflies, late late night phone calls, hanging out and all the other stuff that new romances bring.
So, here I am, reflecting on the 6 years we’ve shared together…
And about the only thing perfect in those 6 years has been you and I and what we share.
Well, up until recently anyway.
We’ve been apart for months at a time thanks to the Army.
We’ve gone through some rough patches.
We’ve been broke beyond belief.
I managed to get the electricity turned off more times than I care to admit.
The car’s been repossessed.
All relationship ending things.
And you and I have managed to become closer than ever…
It was very much a defining moment for me.
It wasn’t the electricity guy showing up to shut everything off and he flipped the switch… And everything in the house powered down.
Or the time the tow truck showed up to take my car away, and we were afraid to answer the door.
… It was the time you went to Walmart to get dinner and we didn’t even have the $2 for spaghetti noodles and sauce.
You had to come back and get loose change…
That, in and of itself, was more than I could handle.
I KNEW that I could give you the life that you wanted.
I KNEW that I was capable of it.
I KNEW that I was smart enough to do it.
But yet, I wasn’t able to.
It wasn’t an ego thing.
It was the realization that I failed you.
That I disappointed you.
That you had to look at the cashier, after your debit card declined and said you’d be back to give him the TWO DOLLARS…
Fast forward to today.
You’ve been able to retire from your job.
No more cuts on your hands and jalepeno juice stinging you.
No more stupid mornings with idiotic bosses.
No more dirty truck drivers thinking that they can say whatever they want to you.
We’ve started a family filled with (mostly) misfits. All 4 legged.
We’ve been able to experience an extraordinary level of freedom.
Both financially and in terms of travel.
We’ve been able to buy things that we couldn’t previously afford.
We’ve been able to grocery shop without having to worry about what bank balances were.
In fact, I remember the first time that we could buy something EXTRA…
We were walking through Walmart and I remember just feeling overjoyed because we weren’t limited to our $5 per day to eat.
We had money.
We could put whatever we wanted in the cart.
It was INCREDIBLE!
But I still come back to one thing.
Over and over.
No matter what, WE’VE gotten through it.
We’ve experience what would tear 99% of couples apart – and have become close BECAUSE of it.
We’ve accomplished the insane.
Our relationship is EPIC.
There’s no other word for it.
It’s a fitting word considering what we’re “impressively great” together.
And our life together, moving forward, will be epic.
I want to make you a promise.
I promise you, Chelsey, that I will do my best every day for you and for our family.
I will continue to give you the life that you deserve.
I promise that we will continue to be epic, for forever + infinity.
We’re going to grow.
We’re going to get closer (how I don’t know, but that’s a fact).
We’re going to struggle, because without struggle there is no growth.
We will face obstacles that will be tough.
And we will continue to run them over as we have in the past.
What’s important is that you and I are together.
So with that, I will ask you one, very simple question…
Now, if there is even a little hesitation, please know that there is no refund period.
We will be together forever.
You don’t have 30 days or 90 days or 10 years to try it on and decide.
It’s all or nothing!!
Now, after you click the ‘Get Instant Access’ button, you will be redirected to a page that has a super secret location on it.
That location is going to reveal the missing piece of the puzzle.
Think the pile of gold that the greedy dragon is hiding…
Only in this case, the treasure isn’t gold.
It’s a little more shiny than that.
You don’t need to look for an old, beaten up treasure chest.
You don’t need to dig it up or any of that.
The treasure is in the form of a little, baby blue bag.
Once you claim your treasure, you need to open it up in front of me…
(That’s not up for negotiation!)
And after that…
Well, that part’s not scripted yet.
Kind of like the rest of our life!
I can assure you that we’re going to have a wonderful ride.
We’re going to see things and experience things that few people in the world will.
And, all the while, we’ll be at each other’s sides.
Forever & Always.
I love you!
PS. If you haven’t click the ‘Get Instant Access’ button – you should.
PPS. I’m hoping that this sales letter has the best conversion in the history of marketing – being that it’s the most important one I’ve ever written…
Chelsey, if you’re still here, you haven’t taken action.
That’s not the goal of a sales letter.
The goal of a salesletter is to get a person to DO something… You haven’t DONE something yet :0)
I’ll continue talking nonetheless.
So, a few days ago, you told me that the proposal couldn’t be lame.
And quite frankly, I wasn’t sure how it was going to go down.
You see, it had to be something that fit our personalities.
So it couldn’t be a spectacle at a restaurant or anything like that.
It had to reflect us.
Just doing it at home where I present the ring is kinda lame.
Millions of other people have been proposed to that way…
And then I started thinking of that Youtube video where the guy proposed as a trailer before a big movie.
And that was cool..
Unfortunately, it’s not something I could pull off alone.
Granted, I could outsource the video creation and all that but that’s no fun.
And I got to thinking about the guy who proposed.
He obviously had video talent and could do complex editing and all that…
So what did I have talent in?
Copywriting (at least it gets me by)…
And I settled on a sales letter.
Now, the sales letter is the glue behind the proposal…
But you’re smart.
And you know me too well.
You know something is going down.
All the text messages and random phone calls.
Shopping with mom.
Even now, you’re walking in and out of my office and I’m losing my train of thought and forgetting which piece of this letter I’m editing.
So, I had to throw a change up.
Hence, the necklace.
The necklace’s sole purpose, besides me wanting you to have it since I saw it months ago in a Tiffany’s email, was to get you to this page.
Once on this page, I had a lot to say.
A few words ‘on bended knee’ didn’t seem adequate for everything we’ve gone through.
Sales letters and Internet marketing are what I do…
And are what’s responsible for our freedom and lifestyle.
As far as I know, no one has even been proposed to through a sales letter.
It might be cheesy..
But that’s me.
So thats the story.
I had a lot to say and this seemed like ‘us.’
I love you!
And if you haven’t clicked the Get Instant Access link… You really should.
Oh, and I promised myself I had to include the word nanofathom in here somewhere, but it didn’t make sense.
LOL.. Just did it.