Today on Alphabet City: Peddling his book electronically “door to door” reminds Jon Paul of his days as a Girl Scout selling cookies.
My earliest lesson in the power of a personal appeal in the sales process came as a Girl Scout. From the age of 4, I was an unofficial member (ahem, perhaps official mascot) of my older sisters’ Girl Scout Troop in Dallas. My mother was the group’s leader with her best friend Martha, and neither of them thought anything about taking me along on hikes and camping trips with all the other preteen girls.
Naturally, I didn’t see anything wrong with it either—I loved the special attention, and thought it was glamorous and fun. I even learned life-long Girl Scout lessons like “when hiking through the woods, make sure to hold the branch for the person behind you.” Incidentally, Chef violated this rule while we were hiking through Lord of the Rings territory in New Zealand, and I didn’t speak to him for hours over the indignity.
When I was six, my mother volunteered to be the leader of a new Cub Scouts group in my school. I lasted for all of a day. The blue uniforms of the boys’ club were dowdy compared to the chic khaki green of the girls. Besides, only the girls had the coveted cookies—the highly anticipated concoctions that still make me salivate like Pavlov’s gay dog when I hear the words “Thin Mints.”
So I’m harkening back to those Girl Scout Troop days—and going electronically door-to-door via Facebook, Twitter and this blog to say—please buy my own delicious concoction—Alphabet City: My So-Called Sitcom Life.
Just like the troop of my youth, there’s an incentive for me—sell the most books on lulu.com in the month of February and I could win cash and prizes (sort of like the Showcase Showdown on Price Is Right, my other obsession from my youth). Until the end of the month, use coupon code WINTERBOOK at checkout for a 10% discount.
Come on, how can you say no to a cute little Girl Scout like me?