Mike Mundell

Hello and thanks for stopping by.  My name is Mike. In addition to the information below, you can learn more about what I do at www.MikeMundell.com

I love being me and love life.  I've made a fair amount of mistakes along the way and look forward to making many more as their is a lot of living yet to do!

I am blessed to be raised by the two greatest parents in the world and have the greatest younger sister in the world (these are not debatable :>)  and grew up in the small farming community of Pleasantville, IA.

I balanced my childhood between stocking shelves in my dad's auto parts store and in the gym.  I participated football, basketball, baseball, golf, band, and Spanish club in school, lettering in most all 4 years.

After high school, I attended college and played football for the Div III perennial power house Central College Flying Dutchmen.  My college career was short lived as I fell too much in love with the college life and focused less and less on my studies.

Bouncing around from job to job, desperation led me to accept a job with Menards, the third largest home improvement center, behind Home Depot and Lowe's, stacking 2x4s and driving a forklift for $4.28/hr.  This was meant a temporary job until something better came along.

I worked my way up the ladder and walked away fifteen years later, after a six year stint in the corporate office overseeing new store openings.

Most of my family were business owners and I had the same desire.

In my fifteenth year at Menards, I missed a company jet out of town due to sudden health issues (if you've ever had kidney stones, you know what I mean by SUDDEN).  The first question asked by my immediate manager was not out of concern for my health, but if I would make the next flight.

Immediately, I began to reflect on the past fifteen years of 50-60 hour workweeks working longer when asked and often without being asked.  I remembered all of the family functions I'd missed due to company needs and even taking vacations based on when it was based for the company.  I have no regrets working for the company and actually loved my job; however, I instantly figured out exactly where I stood and it was time to take over my life.

Knowing I could work just about anywhere, I wasn't fond of the dreadful commute everyday and letting somebody else have control of the bulk of my waking hours.

It was time to start a business.

While deciding what type of business, I ran across an ad in the classifieds: "Make up to $5k/month part time...$10k/month full time.  Ask Me How!  (I'll never forget it).  I answered the ad and instantly became infatuated with the idea of Network Marketing, so I bought my starter kit, roomful of product, and a sizeable amount of leads so the money would start rolling in by tomorrow.

Bzzztt...Wrong answer!

But it was okay because my sponsor explained how it worked and then sold me more and more leads and we spent hours and hours together over Skype calling leads together and then buying more leads because this is how it was supposed to work to be a successful business owner. 

This sucked and I hated it except it was fun getting to know my sponsor personally.

I saw a little bit of success as I was doing 10k in volume by my sixth month and continued this streak for the next three.  As spring approached, team members dropped off one by one and before long my sponsor disappeared.  This was in 2008 and I've heard from her once since then.

Frustrated and looking for help, I turned to my upline.  To them the answer was simple...Buy more leads and hang more flyers.  If I wanted a more targeted lead, I could spend $500 for a package of 8 leads that were better than the rest.

What a bargain!  The leads I was already purchasing were all broke and unemployed looking to make some fast cash.  Listening to my "successful" upline's advice I bought a couple of these $500 lead packages and they were correct...they were higher quality.  Instead of being unemployed, broke, and looking to make fast cash, these were Employed, broke, and looking to make fast cash.

Needless to say, my money was going out the door faster than it was coming in and I went broke.

I wasn't giving up and decided to seek help outside of my company and seek out the top producers in the network marketing profession and find out what they are doing.

In my quest, I fast discovered there was no shortage of people more than happy to help me.  For the small price of $9.95, I could learn all their secrets to getting rich overnight.  There were a lot of secrets as I bought a lot of that JUNK.

Though I disagree with their practice, I'm the one and got starry eyed and bought their junk.

Though it was hard, I wasn't giving up and kept seeking out help.

While spamming my opportunity all over Facebook (yes, I was one of those that tagged more people than a third grade dodgeball game.  You probably unfriended me long ago :>) a gracious being reached out to me and, after explicitly telling me what he thought of my SPAM, introduced me to a system that taught me real life marketing skills which in turn led me to Mike Dillard and a large gaggle of other leaders which, in turn, brought me to this group of the greatest leaders and networkers in our profession.

Today, my specialty is generating 10 - 20 leads everyday using social media platforms such as Facebook, Twitter, Article and Video marketing, and more at little to zero cost.

It's not hard to see that I believe in the law of attraction.  Also, blessings in diguise...once the disappointment of abandonment was set aside, the best thing for me and my business was the day my sponsor disappeared.

I'm grateful for a whole lotta stuff.  Business wise,  I'm forever grateful for that person that chastised me and then made the effort to reach out on Facebook.  I can't recall your name, but if you're reading this and remember me, let's reconnect so I can thank you.

Though I hope and pray everything is okay, I'm also grateful for the day my sponsor disappeared.  Elise, if you're reading this, everything is good.  Contact me so we can reconnect and I can thank you...
...I'm a Survivor!  ;>)