At school, I was always the class clown.
I love to talk and am a very inquisitive person.
It turns out there’s a job for that: morning radio.
I rose quickly at a time when radio was huge.
I got to meet everybody from Elton John to the Dalai Lama.
It was a golden moment.
They wanted us to play Britney Spears!
I had no interest in playing Britney Spears.
When my contract was up, I left the station and tried different things for a few years.
I started a little video business.
A friend and I developed a game show for TV.
Nothing really got off the ground.
He was unemployed by age 50.
I went back on the air, but it was different.
The business was changing.
It wasn’t much fun anymore.
In the 90s you could say whatever you wanted.
People started listening to music on the internet.
And then two days before my 50th birthday, I got fired.
You know, We’ve decided to go in a different direction.
It was a punch in the stomach.
My mom said, Why don’t you get your real estate license?
I said, Mom, don’t ever say that to me again.
That’s a terrible idea.
I didn’t want a real job, and I certainly didn’t want to sell anything.
I thought the class was kind of interesting, and guess what else?
A Realtor doesn’t need to watch the Tony Awards and talk about it the next morning.
I also started hearing about the money you could make.
