Don't Bite the Hands That Used to Feed You

Mar 27
22:00

2004

Denise Hall

Denise Hall

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When we begin working online we have no idea how to get visitors to our website, let alone actually make a sale. We start to read ... we can get our hands on to learn as much as we can.We subs

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When we begin working online we have no idea how to get
visitors to our website,Don't Bite the Hands That Used to Feed You Articles let alone actually make a sale. We
start to read everything we can get our hands on to learn
as much as we can.

We subscribe to newsletters, sign up for free reports and
buy e-Books and courses offered by those who already make
their living online.

They know how to start and promote a business and they're
willing to show us. We follow their lead as they guide us
into the world of Internet marketing, teaching us what they
know each step of the way.

There are many wonderfully helpful people in the Internet
business world. Not only do many of them provide help along
our journey, but they also become our friends.

Then there are the ones who "hit the big time" and leave
their friends behind. They suddenly think they're too good
for those who haven't yet reached the same financial
status. They're hob-nobbing with the "big guys" now and
don't have time for us. Our names aren't in the same social
class as theirs anymore.

Excuse me, Mr. "I'm a Millionaire now." Wasn't it "little
guys" like me who helped you make so much money? We bought
your e-books and software programs. We became your
affiliates and sold your products, putting even more money
in your pocket.

(By the way, if you're so rich, why didn't you send my last
commission check? I'm still your affiliate even if you
don't acknowledge me as your friend anymore.)

We looked up to you and we appreciated everything you did
for us. Most of all, we were your friends. Suddenly we're
not good enough for you?

You should never forget where you started and how you got
where you are now. The hands of your former friends and
other "little guys" put food on your table and clothes on
your back.

To the people who remain "real" and true to their friends,
I say "Thank you from the bottom of my heart." Without all
of you, most of us wouldn't get anywhere.

I haven't yet struck it rich, online or offline, and maybe
I never will. But even if I do, I'll never forget my humble
beginnings and the friends I've made along the way. They're
much more valuable to me than money.