By Rick Andrews
<BEGIN AT MARK 1>
Thank you. I appreciate it. Thank you. You’re too kind.
Thanks so much, everyone. <GESTURE TO CROWD>. There’s an
excitement in the air tonight. Can you feel it?
Let’s give it up one more time for our amazing speakers,
shall we? Let them hear it, folks!
<LET APPLAUSE DIE DOWN>
You know, people ask me why I started Vernonox. They
come up to me in the lobby, they recognize me at bars, in airports.
People all over the world stop me on the street and say “Michael—
Michael D. Powers—why did you start Vernonox?” I tell them
there are three reasons.
Reason number one, and let’s be honest here: Money. Am I
right? Am I right? Money. I’m no bullshitter. <LAUGH>. You’re
all here today because you’re interested in making money. If you
want to take control of your life, right now, and become financially
independent, say hell yeah. <PAUSE FOR RESPONSE>. That’s
what I thought. How’s this one? If you want to make enough
money so that getting the mail doesn’t raise your blood pressure,
say hell yeah. <PAUSE FOR RESPONSE>. We’ve all been there.
If you want enough money to finally live the life you
deserve, say hell yeah. If you want to make enough money to treat
the people in your life like the kings and queens they are, say hell
yeah.
<WALK TO MARK 2>
Money’s just paper, folks. But it’s what that money
represents. It’s what that money gets you. They say money can’t
buy happiness, but I bet every single person in this room has been
unhappy about money. Am I wrong?
Money is freedom. It’s the freedom to choose what you
care about rather than have it chosen for you.
I used to use money as an excuse to not live the life I
wanted. See a car I want? Don’t have the money. See a piece of
clothing I like? Can’t afford it. That dream trip to Thailand? No
way. The life I wanted was always on the other side of my
paycheck making faces at me.
<CLICK TO PHOTO 1>
Here’s me in 2007. I’m living out of my car in San Diego,
California. I’m selling electronics door-to-door. Washer dryers,
toasters, TV sets. Door to door . . . in 2007. Raise your hand if you
bought something from a door-to-door salesman in the last twenty
years? Exactly.
I don’t have two twenties to rub together. Anything I do
make, I’m wasting. Booze, crappy food. Betting on football.
I thought it was the world that was fucked. And it’s true,
the world’s a fucked-up place. I thought there was nothing I could
do to make a change for myself because the world wouldn’t let
me.
Well? I was wrong. Dead wrong. If the world won’t let you
change, you’ve got to change anyway. You’ve got to wake up and
say, “Fuck you, world. I’m not going to eat and jerk off all day.
I’m going to be out there doing it.”
Here’s another photo.
<CLICK TO PHOTO 2>
This is a manual transmission BMW G6 that purrs like a
tranquilized tiger. This is my car now.
<CLICK TO PHOTO 3>
This right here—this is my pool. When I need to relax and
clear my head, I don’t lie in the backseat anymore. I go out here . . .
and breathe.
<CLICK TO PHOTO 4>
This is me in Thailand two months ago. They paid me to
come, to hear the same talk you’re hearing right now.
Is there more to Vernonox than the money? Of course. But
let’s be honest up front: You men and gals are here to make a
change in your life, and that change starts in your bank account.
And the stress, the anxiety, that feeling that you’ll never have
enough, never be enough? That feeling will be wiped away like
spilt coffee.
<WALK TO MARK 3>
Reason number two: People.
People weren’t meant to work behind a desk. People
weren’t meant to be cogs in a machine. Anyone else got that pain
right right here at the base of your neck? <POINT AT NECK>.
That horrible, modern pain? We weren’t meant to be kept in pens,
slaving away on a computer for a billionaire somewhere.
I don’t have that pain here anymore. I get massages now.
But I also don’t spend eight hours of my day like this <HUNCH,
PRETEND TO TYPE>, toggling ones and zeros for some
multinational conglomerate that doesn’t give a shit about me.
I want you to be your own boss. You will work 100%
harder for yourself than you ever would for some faceless
corporation. When you are your own boss, you know why you’re
doing what you’re doing. You hustle for you and the people you
care about.
These companies? They all say the same thing. They care
about their employees. <MAKE PRAYER HANDS> They swear
they do, they really do! But when the time comes, they’ll have no
problem kicking you to the curb if it’ll save them a few extra
bucks. You know it’s true. It’s probably already happened!
Your biggest asset isn’t something you could list on a
resume. It’s your spirit. Your courage. It’s that thing inside you,
right here <POINT AT CHEST> that just won’t quit, that very
same thing that brought you here tonight.
You’re more than your work experience. You ever been out
of work so long you can’t get a job because you’ve been out of
work so long? What the fuck is that!
Well, I believe in you. I’d hire you if I could—but I can’t.
But you can hire yourself with Vernonox. You are your own boss.
You work however much you want. What you put in to the
program, you get out of the program. I’m living, breathing proof—
but seriously, don’t take my word for it. You’ve heard a lot of
folks tonight share their Vernonox journey. Here’s a few more
people I know who’ve chosen to take control of their lives.
<MOVE STAGE RIGHT TO MARK R>
<CLICK TO VIDEO ONE>
Audio: “Uh hey guys, my name is Todd. I’m 29 years old,
I’m a 3-year Vernonox gold member, Level 3 distributer, and Level 6
advocate. Before Vernonox, I had quit school, I was . . . can I say
it? I was smoking, uh, a lot of dope. As my old man would say, I
was going nowhere fast. And then one afternoon my buddy
dragged me kicking and screaming to a presentation by Michael
and it changed my life, man. I was nervous at first, but I started
working the program, I got people involved, I jumped tiers, and
now I’m my own boss, I make, uh, $6,000 a month and I work from
home whenever I want. Thank you, Michael.”
<CLICK TO VIDEO TWO>
Audio: “Hi I am Yuri. I am big believer in Vernonox. I was
working sales. Insurance. I was not happy. I was working long
hours. I was very tired. My wife—she wanted to leave. I quit my
job. My wife said, ‘Yuri, you are crazy.’ And just like Michael said,
I said ‘give me three months.’ Give me three months. And now we
have a new house. I have two kids. I have a new life and a new
positive outlook. My wife loves me. It worked! I am telling you, it
works!”
<CLICK TO VIDEO THREE>
Audio: “Hellllooo my name is Marissa and I cannot wait to
tell you gals about Vernonox. It’s the real deal. I had worked more
jobs than I could count on my fingers. But in the last two years I’ve
worked exactly one job, I’m making more money than I could ever
dream of, AND I’m more in touch with myself and my personal
power than I’ve ever been. Michael D. Powers: thank you!”
<WALK TO MARK 1>
I don’t care who you are. I don’t care if you’re a man or
a gal. I don’t care if you’re young or old, black, white or purple.
Vernonox doesn’t care. If you work hard, the program will work
for you. Period. I believe in people. I believe in you.
Finally, reason number three why I started Vernonox, the
third pillar of the Vernonox Triangle: Family.
When I was eight years old, my father passed away in a
plane crash. A single engine puddle jumper, out with his friends
for a hunting weekend, a weekend he never came back from. A
thick sheet of fog took him from this life into wherever we go
next.
And then two years ago—as some of you may know—my
son Caden was diagnosed with leukemia. Little guy was six years
old. And we fought. We did everything. And Caden was strong! I
was so proud of him. But despite crushing every infusion, every
test, every round of chemo, despite signing up for every single
clinical trial, I had to watch my only son grow sick. Weak. I’d
come in the room and find my child, my sweet boy, breathing like
he was on death’s door, sweating through his shirt. His bones hurt
—his bones. Every doctor told us there was one more thing to try.
Always one more. And we tried. We tried.
He asked me, “Daddy, does it hurt when you die?” And I
told him, “No, Son, it won’t feel like anything at all.” I don’t know
if that’s true. But what would you say? And when he finally did
leave us, off through that sheet of fog to join my Pop, I prayed to
God it’s true, that death feels like nothing at all.
My family has been rocked by tragedy. The people closest
to us, who show up for you, who you show up for? They’re all that
matters. That’s what work is about. It’s about providing. For them.
For you.
And when you join Vernonox, you become a part of our
family. It’s not a family by blood—but we show up for each other.
We count on each other. Everyone you’ve seen speak tonight is a
pillar of strength. Kelsey, Alexa, Martina, Sanjay, Alex, Malika—I
am so proud of what you’ve built for yourself. I’m so proud to
have you in the Vernonox family.
I’m here for you. I’m here to give you my power. I’ve got a
power surplus < FLEX ARM, LAUGH, BREAK TENSION>. Our
power together? It’s like nuclear fusion—a nearly unlimited energy
source. Maybe one day someone in this audience will be up on a
stage like this. Maybe one of you will be so successful you can
start sending some of that power back to the grid, just like all of
our amazing Vernonox family members up here today.
So, give me three months. Just three months. And I
promise, you won’t regret it.
<WALK TO FRONT OF STAGE, MARK F>
Right now, you’re in your head screaming, “I get it,
Vernonox is going to empower me to change my life for the better
and enrich me financially and spiritually beyond my wildest
dreams. But Michael! What the hell is it?!”
It’s gonna surprise you. Great things come in small
packages. In fact, I’ve been holding it in my hand this whole time.
<HOLD UP RIGHT HAND, REVEAL>
Vernonox is a six-ounce naturally flavored protein shot
and energy drink. It’s like Muscle Milk and Five-Hour Energy got
together and made sweet, sweet love. It’s like an Rx bar gave up
and melted itself down. It’s perfect as an after-workout protein
boost or an extra kick of caffeine for a late-night cram session.
You want to know the best thing about it? We don’t sell to
GNC. We don’t sell to Sam’s club. You can’t get Vernonox at the
Wawa.
You can’t get it in any store. You can only get Vernonox
from a licensed Vernonox gold member, like the ones you heard
from tonight.
You have a choice. You can walk out of here with your,
“yeah, buts . . .” <IN A WIMPY VOICE> “Yeah, but it sounds like a
lot of work.” “Yeah, but I’d have to store the inventory in my
garage.” “Yeah, but . . .”
And I get it. I’ve been where you are. It’s scary to change.
But you’ve got to. This is all we have, this life. We’ve got to take it
by the horns, let it buck, and stay on as long as we can.
I know <PAUSE, GESTURE AROUND ROOM> that
everyone in this room today is capable of that change. How do I
know this? Because you’re here. You’re sitting in these chairs right
now. You got up today, you took your money, already stretched
thin, and instead of wasting it on some bullshit, you said I’m going
to invest this money in myself. Everyone in this room is an
abandoned warehouse being converted into some luxury condos.
My god, look at you all!
If you have been to hell and back just trying to live, stand
up right now. Come on now, don’t be shy. Stand up. <POINT TO
PEOPLE STANDING, START APPLAUSE> Let them hear it folks.
I believe—do you?
If you have had to say goodbye to someone you love, stand
up right now. I know each of you has a Caden up there in heaven,
peeking over their cloud, looking down at us right now. Come on!
Give it up for them, folks!
If you have had to put your dreams aside because life got in
the way, stand up! If you are sick and tired of being sick and tired,
stand up! If you are ready to live a better life, stand up!
<SHOUTING OVER APPLAUSE>. Everybody in this room, up on
your feet! C’mon! You deserve it!
<SCREAMING>
Am I right?
Am I right?
Am I right?
Rick Andrews is an improviser, instructor, and writer living in New York City. His writing has appeared in Ninth Letter, The Normal School, and Witness, among others. His story “Couples Therapy” was selected as an “Other Distinguished Story” in the 2023 Best American Short Stories.