How Losing A Finger Started My Notary Business.
My name is Abraham Zamora and my story starts in 1998 when I worked at a shoe store. I was 18 years old, had a car and my own place. Life was good!
I got this job two year earlier when I was 16. I had just told my dad "I don't want to work for your construction company, I want to do my own thing".
My dad, who always dreamed I would help him with the family business, did not take this news very well. This created friction between us, and on my 18th birthday...I left home.
This job meant a lot to me. It represented my freedom. I worked hard to be the best at my work. So when I was offered a management position, I thought to myself "holy moly...I'm going places!"
At that point, I made the decision to make retail my career. "Yes sir... my life was all planned out." It gave me peace of mind knowing what I was going to do with my life.
[Tragedy]...It was a Tuesday in August during back to school season. It was very busy and I was tired. During this time, we extended our hours and it was 10 pm, closing time.
I began to clean up, climbing up and down a ladder to put shoe boxes back in their place (a little warehouse we had at the back of the store).
Then I feel a shift under my feet. After a few seconds, I realized this ladder was tipping over and I was about to fall. I tried to grab on to something, but I ended up getting a ring I was wearing caught on a hook from a vertical rail that held up the shelfs in the warehouse. As I fell, the pressure of the fall pulled on my ring and this is how I lost my finger.
Two months later, after recovering, my manager, Stacy called me and said "I'm sorry, but I no longer have your old position available, you no longer work here". And just like that...my future plans were destroyed.
After that, I took odd jobs. I made enough to pay the bills. But I wasn't excited about my work anymore. I told my mom, "I worked so hard for this company and they just let me go. How can I ever trust another employer?" And my mom said "If that's how you feel, why don't you break free? Why don't you start your own business and take control of your future?" (by the way, this is why she gets flowers every mothers day)
So I did. And after doing research, I decided to because a Notary Public. How did I do? Well...let me tell you how I failed as a Notary, at first, and what I had to learn to become successful...
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I got this job two year earlier when I was 16. I had just told my dad "I don't want to work for your construction company, I want to do my own thing".
My dad, who always dreamed I would help him with the family business, did not take this news very well. This created friction between us, and on my 18th birthday...I left home.
This job meant a lot to me. It represented my freedom. I worked hard to be the best at my work. So when I was offered a management position, I thought to myself "holy moly...I'm going places!"
At that point, I made the decision to make retail my career. "Yes sir... my life was all planned out." It gave me peace of mind knowing what I was going to do with my life.
[Tragedy]...It was a Tuesday in August during back to school season. It was very busy and I was tired. During this time, we extended our hours and it was 10 pm, closing time.
I began to clean up, climbing up and down a ladder to put shoe boxes back in their place (a little warehouse we had at the back of the store).
Then I feel a shift under my feet. After a few seconds, I realized this ladder was tipping over and I was about to fall. I tried to grab on to something, but I ended up getting a ring I was wearing caught on a hook from a vertical rail that held up the shelfs in the warehouse. As I fell, the pressure of the fall pulled on my ring and this is how I lost my finger.
Two months later, after recovering, my manager, Stacy called me and said "I'm sorry, but I no longer have your old position available, you no longer work here". And just like that...my future plans were destroyed.
After that, I took odd jobs. I made enough to pay the bills. But I wasn't excited about my work anymore. I told my mom, "I worked so hard for this company and they just let me go. How can I ever trust another employer?" And my mom said "If that's how you feel, why don't you break free? Why don't you start your own business and take control of your future?" (by the way, this is why she gets flowers every mothers day)
So I did. And after doing research, I decided to because a Notary Public. How did I do? Well...let me tell you how I failed as a Notary, at first, and what I had to learn to become successful...
...click here to continue