I knew that people online would get on board, that was never
really in doubt.
It was whether that online interest would translate into
actual sales, always a shaky proposition, that worried me. Let us not forget
“Snakes on a Plane” after all.
But my worry, it turned out, was misplaced.
And now, a four million dollar house, new Ferrari and month
in Vegas later, the only worry I have is what I’m going to do with the
seemingly endless flood of cash that’s still coming in…
I feel some small measure of guilt, perhaps, at the increase
in heart disease and obesity that I’m no doubt partially responsible for, but I
can’t feel too bad about that. People do make their own decisions, after all.
I merely provided new options, I never forced anyone to do
anything.
If people can’t control their baser appetites, that’s no
responsibility of mine.
At the end of the day, I’m merely a businessman.
And, it turns out, Pumpkin-Spiced Bacon was the best
business decision I ever made…
