This is a blast from the past INSPIRATIONAL message for all of us when we’re feeling a little tired, frustrated, cold, wet, hot… while funding loans and collecting our $$$.
A lender in our industry innocently asked me how I get “pumped!” Just “playing” in the “business of lending money to the masses” turns me on. The inbound opportunities shooting at me daily fires me up! Participating in calls and brain dumps with the smartest folks on the planet = HUGE ADRENALINE PUMP and jacks me up!
Watch this Leonardo de Caprio PERFORMANCE now & then. Bookmark this page. Watch the Video below and prepare to become Faster Than a Speeding Bullet! More Powerful Than a Locomotive! Able to Leap Tall Buildings in a Single Bound!
Warning: This is adult content! It’s not politically correct. So, if you don’t think you want to expose yourself, go here: Disney.
Your payday loan Team need a little INSPIRATION?
THIS IS IT!
“So, you listen to me and you listen well. Are you behind, on your credit card bills? Good. Pick up the phone and start dialing. Is your landlord ready to evict you? Good. Pick up the phone and start dialing. Does your girlfriend think you’re a fking loser? Good. Pick up the phone and start dialing! I want you to deal with your problems, by becoming rich! All you have to do today …is pick up that phone, and speak the words that I have taught you. And I’ll make you richer than the most powerful CEO of the United States of fking America.”
WARNING: For those of you who cringe at anything politically incorrect, DO NOT WATCH “The Wolf” work the phones!
Gather your Team around a computer monitor for 90 seconds and immerse yourselves in a TRUE ADRENALINE RUSH the likes of which your more timid souls have NEVER BEFORE EXPERIENCED!
Watch & listen as the “Wolf of Wall Street” works the phones.
GUARANTEED, YOU & your TEAM will achieve a MASSIVE 10X+ increase in ROI today.
PS: A HUGE thankyou to Robert Wheeler at TOFSC for bringing this to our attention!
See those little black boxes? They are called telephones.
I’m gonna let you in on a little secret about these telephones.
They’re not gonna dial themselves! Okay? Without you, they’re just worthless hunk of plastic. Like a loaded M16 without a trained Marine to pull the trigger. And in the case of the telephone, it’s up to each and every one of you, my highly trained Strattonites, my killers.
My killers who will not take no for an answer! My fucking warriors who’ll not hang up the phone, until their client either buys or fucking dies!
Let me tell you something. There is no nobility in poverty. I’ve been a rich man, and I’ve been a poor man. And I choose rich every fucking time. Cause, At least as a rich man, when I have to face my problems, I show up in the back of a limo wearing a $2000 suit …and $40,000 gold fuckin’ watch!
Now, if anyone here thinks I’m superficial or materialistic. Go get a job at fucking McDonald’s, because that’s where you fucking belong!
But, before you depart this room full of winners, I want you to take a good look at the person next to you, go on. Because sometime in the not-so-distant future, you’re pullin’ up to a red light in your beat-up old fucking Pinto, and that person is gonna pull up right alongside you in a brand new Porsche, with their beautiful wife by his side, who’s got big voluptuous tits. And who will you be next to? Some disgusting wilder beast with three days of razor-stubble in a sleeveless moo-moo, crammed in next to you with a carload full of groceries from the fucking Price Club! That’s who you’re gonna be sitting next to.
So, you listen to me and you listen well. Are you behind, on your credit card bills? Good. Pick up the phone and start dialing. Is your landlord ready to evict you? Good. Pick up the phone and start dialing. Does your girlfriend think you’re a fucking loser? Good. Pick up the phone and start dialing! I want you to deal with your problems, by becoming rich! All you have to do today …is pick up that phone, and speak the words that I have taught you. And I’ll make you richer than the most powerful CEO of the United States of fucking America.
I want you to go out there, and I want you to RAM Steve Madden stock down your clients’ throats. Till they fucking choke on it till they choke on it and buy 10,000 shares! That’s what I want you to do. You’ll be ferocious! You’ll be relentless! You’ll be telephone fucking terrorists! Now, let’s knock this Motherfucker out of the park!
I listen to this every day before I sell. I ignore no soliciting signs, kick dogs that try to bite me, and shout out my sales pitch before they tell me “not interested” that would put Billy Mays to shame. I MAKE them interested. Everyone is either a buyer or a chump who isn’t qualified to buy. I don’t go home until I sell, I’d rather piss off a hundred people than not pay my bills.