Nobody else had one. At least no one that I had seen.

Of course this was in 1970. Robots and flying cars had not been invented yet. Those were due out in the year 2000. So something that seems pretty basic today was quite fascinating then.

But this guy had a Jetson type device on the front of his house. And we walked by it every day and looked at it.

"Go push the button!" My best friend Jim would prod me.

"No! That would be rude! Why don't you?" I would reply.

"I don't want to, you do it!" Jim had a lot of phobias and new things was one of them.

I did not want to be rude so I would not go push the button to see what would happen. So each day we would just walk past it.

One day I got Grit. Grit was a newspaper that you could only get from a newspaper carrier. It was a politer version of "Enquirer" or maybe "People" magazine. There were general interest stories about people, celebrities etc.

To be a Grit newspaper carrier you filled out a form in the back of a comic book. Grit would ship you a bundle of newspapers and your job would be to sell them and mail back Grit's price and keep a small profit for yourself.

This was the perfect opportunity. To sell the Grit I had to go door to door to find customers. I was going to go push that button.

"Jim come with me!" I screamed as I ran past his house. Jim catapulted off his porch and followed. We went to the house with the button.

The button had a small shiny perforated box attached to it. A nice small sign above it said "No Solicitors"

I had no idea what a solicitor was.

"Are you going to do it?" Jim asked with a straining whine in his voice.

I pushed the button.

You can read all the chapters of "How To Be an Entrepreneur" by going to http://salessuccessmagazin e.com. These stories are copyrighted by Timothy L. Drobnick Sr. 1995 thru 2005. Any person using this article must publish it without modification and include authors bio and links.