I have given a million people orgasms by tingling the world. In Style magazine said that The Tingler head massager was an “orgasm for the head.”

In two weeks we sold 25,000 of them grossing $450,000. It took a year to get that little article in the magazine and a picture of Gwyneth Paltrow enjoying one. What followed became a multi-million dollar business. We had 5,600 distributors and a story on CNN exploded our International sales so we really did tingle the world.

So the twenty something years of studying all the personal development, motivational, inspirational books paid off. I went to seminars, workshops, got on teleclass calls, and became friends with the gurus who taught success.

I could have gotten the gold medal just from training my mind to win the high jump, the breaststroke, and the marathon run of successfully selling converted hangers into something pleasurable…

We have 3 patents on this primitive, torture looking device named the best invention of the 21st century by Elle magazine. Someone even tried to invalidate our patent and over a year later the patent office decided we deserved our patents.

They say there is no such thing as time travel, the patent office doesn’t believe that cause they went back to devices invented back in the 1800’s.. I guess that’s why it took them so long to side with us.

So how did we begin? My soon to be business partner massaged my head. I went to Ace Hardware and found plumbing parts and we used hangers with dabs of glue on the tips that in the beginning were so pointy that when you’d massage the head, you’d draw blood.

Not enough to excite a vampire, but a teeny weenie bit. We could have sold it to nurses as it was more enjoyable to draw blood that way then pricking fingers.

I went to a trendy store in Santa Monica, California. All the stars went into this little complex to buy $400.00 pairs of ripped up, stained jeans and $1,000 I mismatched shoes. It was a crazy enough reality that I figured this would be the perfect place to sell our Tingler.

I went into Fred Segal’s and asked to meet with the owner so I could tingle her. She screamed so loud, I could see where her tonsils would have been. “GET OUT!!!!!!”

This is when, thankfully, the stupid me took over and didn’t move. I was there on a mission so a little screaming and garlic breath couldn’t effect me.

“Wow, you’re really uptight and could use a little head massage. It’s very relaxing.”

Ah, making friends wherever I go. She gave in, still a bit rigid and let me rub her head with a copper spider with a bit too pointy tips and her shoulders stopped climbing up beyond her ears. I could see she had a neck and a smile, a giggle, full on laughter, and she smelled good too…

And she ordered 144 Tinglers. 144 of them!!!! We were in business.

Now there were a few challenges.

1. I didn’t know how to take an order. I had never done it.
2. We didn’t take credit cards.
3. We didn’t have product or a manufacturer.

Those first two challenges almost stopped everything. Here’s how we solved the issues:

1. I got a napkin and her business card and wrote out the order.
2. I admitted we were new in business and needed her to pay by check. She agreed.
3. I told her the order would take 6 to 8 weeks.

She agreed to the terms. I walked around to what seemed like every store in Santa Monica and sold hundreds more Tinglers that day. In gratitude, I walked to the ocean and watched the sunset as dolphins surfed.

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Labels: THE TINGLER STORY - Part one