Tammy's Success Story


It is unbelievable.  But then again, anything is possible in America.  I would like to share my success story with you so that the American dream will be within your grasp!

Be a janitor!  This was never the forward push offered by my father.  He knew I was destined for greatness. 

Daddy was immensely proud when I received my BSN and began my nursing career.  But he never said to me,  "Be a janitor!"   It is not that cleaning up other individual's clutter and messy state of affairs is a job lacking dignity.  But, I digress.

It all started with a one hundred dollar investment.  I got an expensive summer hair style before applying to be a janitor assigned to a certain congresswoman's office suites.  Because I am always discreet, her name will not pass my lips.

Anyway,  one day I was knocking off a couple of beers at a bar near the Congressional building when a very sweet man approached me.  Sticking out his hand, he introduced himself.  "Hey there! I heard you mention to your bar stool soulmate that the Congresswoman has a new investor for her vineyard.  How exciting.  We just absolutely luv her.  I am having a sommelier at a party I am hosting this weekend.  Could you join us?"  I must have missed hearing the "Mr" part, but I certainly know French surnames when I encounter them.

Mr Sommelier was so very nice, and especially solicitous when asking me the name of the investor.  Discretion is part of my professionalism packet within the office.  But in off hours I have no filter.  This party came with a little bonus for me.  "What does the Congresswoman like to eat?"   With an excited chirp I replied,  "There are always food deliveries from this sushi bar in Georgetown!"  Looking at me with great kindness, my new benefactor asked,  "And what would you like delivered for the gentleman and ladies of the janitorial staff tomorrow?"   Everybody loves hot dogs!  Can you believe that the next night a food truck was parked across the street and every damn one of us got a hot dog with chips and a drink!

A couple of weeks later, the staff was discussing the secretive nature of a pending FDA approval for a cancer drug for colon cancer.  My friend approached me at the bar.  Naturally, I told him the latest news.  It made me feel a bit important.  Another cocktail party awaited me.  There were actually three billionaires in the room and every single one of them had a relative with colon cancer.  Damn!  What are the odds!   My heart went out to them as I remembered the words of Benjamin Franklin: 

"Kings have long arms, but misfortune longer:  let none think of themselves out of her reach."

I rent a room a couple of blocks from the Metro.  I had taken the D.C.  metro red line from Shady Grove to Dupont Circle for this latest party.  But tonight my benefactor insisted on accompanying me as his chauffeur ferried me home.  It was such a kind gesture.  He opened a bottle of "Hibiki Suntory Whisky: Japanese Harmony". Stout stuff. Knocked me onto my butt.   That 86 PROOF nearly did an "86" on me that night.  I didn't awaken until 2 p.m. the next day - still fully clothed but with a $500.00 Visa debit card tucked into my bra.  How the hell did THAT get there?

I have been a janitor for one full year now.  My life has never been better!  I went all of my life  filing a tax return so paltry that I received a check back from the IRS each year.  This year, I am claiming $350,000 income. Life has never been better!  And it all started with a willingness to serve my country by providing a small service to a wonderful Congresswoman.  I can proudly state today, "I am a janitor!"

Live small and dream big!  Thank you for taking a moment to read about my success!

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