I pretty much wrapped up all of the code and defined the business model for the airport geo-location example and decided to take a nap. I just wanted to take a short nap because I also have been outside enjoying the nice weather here in Atlanta and was at the gym earlier. But when I laid down, I went straight to sleep and had a dream about this.
I dreamed you understood what I was trying to do with this example and why I kept stressing the $5USD/month Godaddy account. You realize that if you going to get into this tech game, you need to keep it simple if you want to go big, go global and get the kind of mad paper we Black folks ain’t used to getting. You realize this while other cats are making stupid comments about how Twitter is so big and Instagram got bought for a billion but too stupid to realize to keep it simple.
You also understood no one drops good ideas out of the sky into your lap or just hand you anything and it’s up to you to realize that opportunities are stuff that you see that others don’t see. The real part of the hustle is if you going to go after the opportunity or are you going to sit back and let someone else take it over.
You realize the fastest way to spread a global virus like the bird flu is through the airports and if a virus can travel that fast, your hustle will likely blow up fast because you positioned it in that same airport hub stream filled with people making moves. You also realize that cats are always moving around these airports while cats back at home are the same folks who want you to prove something to them before doing business. Then you understood how hard this airport geo-location hustle is.
During my rapid eye movement episodes, I even dreamed you were doubting me and this whole hustle because you have some self-hate in you blocking you from believing a Chicago West Side caramel complexion Black man like me can do tech stuff like this. You sat there waiting for me to prove it out and then you realize it don’t work like that. This ain’t about a person, this is about the hustle and if the hustle make sense, then it makes money and that’s what I been trying to tell your Black ass for the longest time on this blog.
Then you actually saw the working example out there. You actually ran to a real airport and realize it does work and detects only when you are at an airport. You realize no one else out there is taking advantage of this hustle. You realize the target market demographic is prime material of airport travelers with smart phones and idle time. You realize the airport vendors as well as travel and entertainment industry would love to use your $5USD/month web site to advertise on to reach all of those travelers.
Then you also realize I set it up for you to make their offers available in all kind of languages so someone foreign can visit an airport and do business at that airport without having to know the language in that country and just display the offer. So that makes you one of the first true next generation Negroes that created a true cross-cultural multi-lingual mobile application that targets a real market worldwide at hubs. You getting customers and they paying you money to promote their offers and you putting all of that in the bank.
Then you realize you should be promoting your service with a QR code window poster or an ad and come up with something that everybody in the world to understand. You put these ads on the shuttle buses for travelers to scan with their phones, put these in taxis, put these in the window of the airport store and you also buy ads on Expedia and Orbitz and pay some travel bloggers to write about you. You start blowing up and more and more affluent travelers and jet setters are your client base.
Then you get a call from Silicon Valley and they trying to invest in you but you already made your money. You tell them don’t get you confused with those NewMe and Black Web 2.0 reading cats and tell those VCs and tech media to go somewhere because you already getting it. Then as you hang up the phone you realize something – why the f*ck you still here in America?
You realize you can run this international global hustle from anywhere in the world from your computer. You can move to the Bahamas and get a nice boat and work out of there. Or you can move to Paris and ride around on a Vespa every morning to get a croissant to eat with the Eiffel Tower in the background. You realize you can go where you want, do what you want because this global hustle ain’t tied you down and you free. Now you blogging about your exotic travels around the world and where you going to fly to next and see they using your geo-location airport mobile app there also!
Then you decide you going to do some next level ish like start a stored value account to create a mobile payment system. You create a system that allow airport travelers to store money to your prepaid system and use their mobile phones at airports to pay these vendors. They already know you from the geo-location offers example and will sign up as merchants and advertise you alongside Visa/MasterCard and American Express. Now you offer a mobile payment service to cats at airports all over the world and now you got a whole new stream of revenue.
You are now worldwide, big houses, big cars, adopted a whole African village and you built a school for the kids and gave the women in the village micro-loans and taught the African brothas craftwork to export. Cats back in America all jealous of you and hating on you and you check in on Black Web 2.0 and shake your head because they still brown nosing Silicon Valley and pretending they are Black at the same time. You sit back and look at your bank account on your mobile phone at all of the zeros and commas and curl a smile because you got it made.
But then I woke up and realize I was dreaming – your Black ass ain’t going to do a damn thing but gloss over this Dream and Hustle blog and run over to Facebook and post a status about how blessed and highly favored you are before browsing to some celebrity gossip site and say “oooooh” at something you read and write a comment about how Black male/female relationship problems is the other person fault.
Damn, what a dream…