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At the end of the evening, the lovely young lady shook my hand, kissed
                me on the cheek, and sped off in a cab. I wanted more, but she just wanted

                my  money.  The  next  morning,  I  began  my  drive  from  San  Francisco  to
                Pensacola, where my flight training was about to begin, and in October of
                1969 I reported to flight school. Two weeks later, I nearly died when I saw
                what a $200-a-month paycheck looked like, after taxes.

                    Five  years  later,  with  one  year  spent  in  Vietnam,  I  was  honorably
                discharged from the Marine Corps. My first and immediate challenge was
                financial IQ #1: making more money. I was twenty-seven years old and had
                two great professions to fall back on, one as a ship’s officer, the second as a

                pilot.
                    For a while, I considered returning to Standard Oil and asking for my job
                back. I liked Standard Oil, and I liked San Francisco. I also liked the pay. I
                would have started at about $60,000 a year, since Standard Oil counted my

                time in the Marine Corps towards seniority.
                    My second option was to get a job as a pilot with the airlines. Most of
                my fellow Marine pilots were being offered great jobs with a pretty good
                starting pay of about $32,000 a year. Although the pay was not as good as

                Standard Oil, being an airline pilot appealed to me. On top of that, whatever
                the  airlines  would  pay  me  had  to  be  better  than  the  $985  a  month  the
                Marine Corps was paying me to be a pilot after five years of service.
                    Instead of returning to Standard Oil or flying for the airlines, however, I

                took a job with the Xerox Corporation in downtown Honolulu. My starting
                pay was $720 a month. Once again, I took a pay cut. My friends and family
                thought the war had made me crazy.
                    Now, you may ask why I would take a job paying only $720 a month in

                a very expensive city like Honolulu. The answer is found in the theme of
                this book: increasing financial IQ. I took the job with Xerox not for the pay,
                but to increase my financial intelligence—especially financial intelligence
                #1:  making  more  money.  I’d  decided  that  the  best  way  for  me  to  earn

                money was as an entrepreneur, not an airline pilot or ship’s officer. I knew
                that if I were to become an entrepreneur, I needed sales skills. There was
                only one problem: I was terribly shy and dreaded rejection.
                    My problems were shyness and a lack of sales skills. Xerox was offering

                professional sales training. They had the problem of needing salespeople. I
                was looking to become a salesperson. So it was a great deal. We both solved
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