"Do YOU want to EASILY ditch your 9 to 5 and make 6 figures a year working only ONE day a week from your Laptop"

1. "Do YOU want to EASILY
ditch your 9 to 5 and make
6 figures a year working
only ONE day a week from
your Laptop"
Imagine if you could wake up on a Sunday Morning, lay in bed
or on your beach chair, not even get dressed, and proceed to
sit on your laptop and generate a 6 figure income… Then be
DONE with work for the next 6 days until the next Sunday…
Can you picture it?
Imagine… Really try to imagine….
While all the rest of your friends are waking up super early and
driving to work, where they will remain stuck on their
miserable job for 10 hours a day, Monday through Friday …

2. … You’ll be laid back in flip flops with your feet up sipping a
Pina Colada and jamming to the beach boys, with a 5 star chic
in your lap….
Can you Imagine?
… NEVER being yelled at by your boss again….
Getting paid EVERY​ single day…. Able to work from Los Angeles,
New York, The United Kingdom, The Bahamas, Hong Kong… Or
ANYWHERE​ in the ​World​ you can find a decent internet
connection…
NO MORE​ struggling with bills, and wondering how you’d survive
living underneath the bridge if you ​EVER​ “unluckily” got laid off….
THAT’S SICK ….
So can you imagine the alternative?
Freedom …. Able to live comfortably and travel and work
whenever… Where ever…
Picture an effortless system where you can complete your entire
Week’s work in about 8 hours on a Sunday, rather than slaving 50
hours a week and driving in bumper to bumper traffic…
Fast forward 20, 30, years… When you’re 55 years old…

3. While all of your old high school class mates are still struggling,
miserable, living pay check to pay check and barely have enough
money left over a month to get ointment for their bad back…
You’re on a cruise… Retired early… Gorgeous wife and kids in tow
… Smiling and living it up…
When you really, ​REALLY​ think about it… That scenario is the holy
grail scenario for every human being’s ​EXISTENCE​…
And today, you can finally make that dream a reality and wave “bye
bye” to your Boss forever…
But to actually make it a reality, it is ​critical​ that you read this letter
all the way through to the very end….
So please… Log off Facebook and Twitter, and post selfies on
Instagram some other time…
Because what I am about to share with you today is going to take
you from a hoper to an achiever… From scrambling to pay your bills
to having a nice house on the hill… From living pay-check to
pay-check to having enough disposable income and free time to do
whatever the hell you want… ​WHENEVER​ the hell you want to do
it…
And by the end of it all, I’ll have you walking on the Clouds…
But it all starts with your undivided attention, right here, right now….
So please, give me your word you’re all ears, and I shall proceed….
Ok, still here?
Cool.

4. So now that I know you’re serious about making 6 figures a
year while working just 1 day a week, let me tell you a little
about who the hell I am…
My Name is Adrian Gruszka…
But for short, you can simply call me Adrian Gee…

5. And over the past 5 years I’ve worked nothing but 1 day a week
while making well over 6 figures…
Yes, 1… Count em, ONE! …
And with all of the knowledge I’ve gained over this period of
time, I’ve had the privilege of teaching thousands of others my
tricks of the trade, and how to Completely MASTER the art of
being their very own BOSS… Quickly and Easily…
But before I became successful making 6 figures by working
just 1 day a week, I worked a 9 to 5 just like you ….
But after going through years and years of what I’d *politely*
define as HELL, one day, something just clicked, I snapped,
and finally had enough….
I was able to come up with the secret path to success… The
keys to the kingdom, if you will, that would get me out of the
rat race FOREVER …
So now let me tell you the quick story of how I changed my life
forever, and how I’m going to help you do the exact same…
It all started back on June 12th 2013…
Yes, I remember the exact date… When I got hired to my 2nd
call center job…
While I despised the first company I worked for, this one was
even worse…

6. Imagine walking into work, sitting in your chair, and having 70
customers per day yelling and screaming at you because their
phone bill is screwed up…
“What are all these feeesss!” ….
“I didn’t go over my data!”
“You’re going to pay for this you bastard!” …
Yes, me… *I’M* going to pay, because their phone bill is
screwed up…
…You see, I often got the direct blame from the disgruntled
customer, NOT the phone company I’m working for…
So it’s easy for my supervisor to say “the customer is always
right! :)” … And expect me to wear a big, goofy smile all day…
But as a human being, NOT a robot, it just doesn’t work like
that…
It just doesn’t…
And on top of that, my boss himself, Gary, or as I like to call
him, Mr. Potato head, HAD to be the biggest asshole walking
the face of the Earth…
I called him Mr. Potato head because: he was Fat, bald with
hair on the sides, had a big goofy mustache, glasses, and
always wore a red tie…
So, basically Mr. Potato head in the flesh…

7. His style of management went something like
this:
If he woke up on the right side of the bed, he was a decent
human being and ok to deal with…
If he woke up on the LEFT side of the bed: he was Satan
reincarnated and would do anything in his *POWER* to make
my life a living hell…
I’m guessing he had a Volcano pit or shark infested water on
the RIGHT side of his bed, because seeing as he was a total
*ass* say, oh, 98% of the time… He sure as hell LOVED waking
up on his left…
So between Satan, I mean Mr. Potato Head, I mean, Gary…, the
70 calls coming back to back of irate customers all day, driving
an hour to work in rush hour traffic, all the while making just
enough to pay my bills and have $25 a month left over IF I was
LUCKY…
… Let’s just say I was probably top 10 miserable human beings
on Earth…. During this time period…
You see, Gary was the type of miserable douche who would
just give me crap for the hell of it…

8. Every. Single. Day.
He would do little stuff to DELIBERATELY annoy me and piss
me off…
No matter HOW HARD I tried to be a model employee, he found
*great joy* in just coming into work and taking his misery out
on me…
“Adrian, lower your voice while talking to that caller”, he’d
scream, while monitoring my calls from his desk…
Then the next call, he may ask me to RAISE my voice so the
caller can hear me, even though I’m talking at the exact same
freakin’ volume level…
So yes, his hobby in LIFE was to simply annoy the HELL out
of me, and eat Bon Bon’s… That’s just my guess based on the
fact that his belly sagged damn near to his knees…
But anyway, I needed a pay-check, so I put up with his b.s.,
every day, because I KNEW I had to in order to survive….
So fast forward about 6 months into my job tenure, and I’m
now promoted to a Team Lead… Not Supervisor, but a notch
below…
And no, I wasn’t promoted there by Mr. Potato head: it came
from higher ups who saw my work ethic and excellent stats
and simply couldn’t deny me the raise…
If it was up to MY boss, 0 chance I would’ve ever gotten
promoted…

9. *ZERO*
So at this point with the $4 an hour raise, I was at least able to
pay all my bills and have a little breathing room left over at the
end of the month… Went from $25 to $300 in spare money,
which for me, made me feel RICH in comparison to my old
salary…
So while Mr. Potato head was still a pain in my *ass*, I was
finally, how could I put it, “content”, with my job… Borderline
HAPPY compared to 6 months prior….
And then that’s when it happened:

10. The new hire that would change Everything…
His name was Corey Leemer, ‘that’s middle name, not last’ ….
Corey was a rich preppy kid who thought he was God’s gift to
the freakin’ world…
He walked around in custom made khakis, neatly pressed
dress shirts with a 24k gold button pinned to it, with a sweater
draped around his neck in a knot…
Imagine the president of your school’s honor society who had
a free lifetime membership to his Dad’s country club and spent
most of his free time on a *perfectly green*, exceptionally
groomed golf course…
Because that’s exactly who he was…
His parents: mother a Primary Care Physician and father the
CEO of one of the largest investment banks in Australia, made
him get a job at this call center…
NOT because he needed the money, but to teach him “life
lessons” on working hard: since they had spoiled him too
much up to this point…
But, when it comes to this guy, it seems he did pretty much
ANYTHING besides work…
So what’s the significance of this guy besides being a spoiled,
entitled little douche bag?

11. Well my Supervisor, Mr. Potato head, aka Gary… Took a
STRONG liking to this little brown noser…
You see, while Corey Leemer, ‘that’s middle name, not last’,
didn’t have too many life skills…
One thing he must have learned from his CEO Father was the
delicate art of sucking up…
I mean, the guy practically invented it…
Coming in with Cupcakes for the team, with a specially made
LARGE one for Mr. Potato head…
Giving him a bottle of cologne for his birthday, cracking corny
jokes all day which Potato head would eat up…
I mean, it was literally nauseating…
The dead give away that he was the ultimate suck up was him
always complimenting Potato Head’s looks… When: While I
don’t normally judge guys, in actuality, was easily one of the
most hideous creatures this world has ever seen…
But anyway, none of my business right? I just keep on doing
my job, while Corey keeps kissing butt and Mr. Potato head
treats me like Crap as the team lead…. Right? No Problem.
Well, at least that’s what I thought…
Now fast forward a couple of weeks, and Corey Leemer, ‘that’s
middle name, not last’ …. Has been here for a total of one
month…

12. And one day, while standing outside of Potato head’s office
printing out some papers, I over hear Corey in the office,
kissing up, and telling our boss he thinks he should qualify for
a team lead…
“So what do you think, ol’ Gary boy?” …
“Well, we are only allowed to have one team lead at a time…
And right now, well, what’s his face is holding that position…
But no, NO … Trust me, I wasn’t the one who promoted him” …
Sad Mr. Potato head…
“oh wow, that’s too bad” … Corey responded…
“Well just give it some thought, and who knows what the
future holds” …
“Sure thing Buddy! See you on Lunch!” …. Potato Head
yelled…
So before Corey could open the door to leave, I scurried
around the corner to the break room, heart beating fast, in
somewhat disbelief …
But at the end of the day… I’d been in this position 4 months,
at this job 10 months, and my stats spoke for themselves… So,
I knew I had nothing to worry about….

13. Now fast forward about 2 more weeks… And Mr. Potato head is
now giving me WAY more shit than usual…
WAY more…
When I say a bug was practically up his ass 24 / 7, I really
mean it …
He was screaming a little louder at me… Being a lot more
impatient… And seemingly trying to find the SMALLEST of
things to give me a hard time about…
One day he came up with some lame problem that I left the file
cabinet open and it was a safety hazard for employees, and
that I could get in big trouble for it…
He just went out of his way to screw with me at this point…

14. Fast forward another week, and it’s finally the weekend, and I
can relax…
Saturday I just took it easy and played video games…
And Sunday, after laying on my couch for a few hours, I got up
and got dressed and went to Church…
And that’s when I received the text message that would alter
my life forever:
“Hey Adrian… Sorry to inform you, but due to your conduct
lately, we have decided to go in another direction. I wish you
luck in future endeavors” …
Sitting there, in the middle of Church, with the Opera
passionately singing their hearts out …
I'm already not supposed to be on my phone, but I do check it
in emergencies…
So I message my boss right back: “Gary, what exactly are you
saying?”
And he responds with the 2 words I’ll never forget:
“You’re Fired”
And at that very moment, my heart sunk so deep into my chest
I could feel it touching my stomach...
…It hit me so fast… and so hard: I was so distraught I literally
forgot where I was…

15. With my head currently spinning, racing 1000 miles per hour, I
lifted up my fist and hit the bench as hard as I possibly could…
And among the 200 or so churchgoers in attendance, it was a
collective gasp along with embarrassment within me, that I can
never forget...
As the chorus came to a screeching halt…
I hopped up, fully red faced, and ran towards the exit…
“Young man… Young man!...”, The pastor
yelled, “ There's nothing to be embarrassed
of... We all come to church as we are!... Step
here to the pulpit and let all your frustrations
be heard!” …
I turned around slightly, and made teary pupiled eye contact,
but then just kept running towards the exit…
I then hop in my car, and call my boss’s phone several times
but he never does answer…
Now Immediately racing through my head was all my bills,
rent, food… where the hell was I going to stay, how the hell
was I going to live… ? … I thought …
I mean, I really just got replaced by a spoiled rich kid who had
only worked there for 1 month…
This was the most insane thing I had ever went through in my
entire life, but I was determined to FIGHT, and not drown in my
own misery...

16. So my next course of action was to say, Fuck Mr. Potato Head,
I'm going to find me a NEW job...
So my next course of action was to say, Fuck Mr. Potato Head,
I'm going to find me a NEW job...
So I go home, get on the internet and start searching for jobs
NON-STOP at this point… and this was the typical response I
got:
“Sorry, we don’t have any spots available”
“Not hiring right now. Try back in November”
“We’ll let you know once something opens
up”
This is what I got from the first 50 or so jobs I had sent my
resume to...

17. 2 Weeks later as I’m laid back, panicking, sulking on my couch,
STILL without a job…
I decide to finally go check my mail box, which I hadn’t done in
over week… as I was Just too busy and depressed job hunting
to even think about it….
Then, as I was putting on my slippers to go check, I was
suddenly ENERGIZED by a burst of Hope and optimism…
“Hey, maybe one of the jobs I applied to sent
me an acceptance letter in the mail… Let me
hurry up and go check!”... I said to myself…
…Now outside, frantically sifting through the pile of mail,
throwing away a dozen or so advertisements...

18. I see one white envelope, and my eyes get BIG as I rip it
open…
Inside, I’m hoping, PRAYING that this is the job I’ve been
waiting on…
…And now, as I open the letter, and pull out the folded sheet of
paper…
...Rather than a job acceptance letter, I'm now staring at my
worst nightmare:
EVICTION scheduled for Monday, July
21st, 2014 …
I step back slowly, taking several deep breaths… Almost
hyperventilating…
…I’m holding on to the mailbox, so not to pass out and hit my
head on the concrete floor...
…. I take a few minutes to gather myself, and then start to
slowly walk towards my apartment...
And that's when it suddenly dawned on me:
I really just slaved for this crap job for 6 months, took shit from
a boss with a permanent thumbtack in his ass, stressed out of
my MIND on a day-to-day basis…
And all I have to show for it at the end of the day is the
possibility of sleeping under a bridge in the next 10 days? …..

19. This Is The Moment I Knew, I could NEVER put my livelihood
into another human beings hands EVER again… and I made
that my personal vow...
As I hold onto the paper, still staring at it in my hand…
… In Point 5 seconds, my emotions suddenly turned from sad
and distraught, feeling sorry for myself…
…To outright ​ENRAGED​ and livid...
…. As the true totality of the damage that Mr. Potato Head and
Corey Leemer wreaked on my life had FINALLY started to set
in…
That’s when I go home, hop on my laptop, in a feverish attempt
to save my life as I know it...
“How to make money online,” is the first thing I Googled...
But came across nothing but a bunch of spammy rip off sites
just trying to get me to click all their ads…
So that's when I set back and try to really think, think...
How can I as a single entity, not a company, not with a group
of lazy friends...
How can I, generate a constant, large, amount of revenue
where I could simply take care of myself and not be at the
mercy of another miserable human being like Mr. Potato
Head...

20. How ???
So I started thinking about some of the highest paying
professions in the World...
Doctors, Lawyers, hell even Scientists...
I tried to think *why* they make so much money like they do...
And that's when it hit me: all of those professions I just name
actually have a valuable skill...
They aren't simply playing Mr. Secretary like I was doing to my
old boss...

21. They actually bring something to the table that any random
Joe Schmo off the street CAN’T just wake up one morning and
do...
But here is the obvious: my rent is due in two
weeks!
I don't have time to go to school for 8 years to become a Lawyer...
I don't have time to go to school for 13 years to become a Doctor...
In two weeks, 14 days, 336 hours, 20,160 minutes… Or ​HOWEVER
the hell you want to calculate it…
…If I don't have my freaking rent paid...
I'm going to be sleeping under the bridge or behind a gas station
with spiders and snakes as my new next door neighbors…
I ​HAD​ to figure out something ​now
NOW
NOW!!...
So then I tried to think of something I was ​ALREADY​ good at, that I
wouldn't have to go to school for a decade just to learn...
I was a pretty good Surfer, but how the hell was I going to make
money doing that...
I wasn't half bad at car detailing… But I could never make enough
money doing that consistently to cover my rent...

22. There had to be ​something​ I was good at… Something where I
could give value to the World, that I was actually ​passionate
about...
And that's when I got a text from one of my lady friends Amber, that
said, “hey babe what you up to…”
And that's when I had my Money Making
Epiphany…
You see, Amber is a girl I met in the grocery store, got her number,
and have been having some “fun” with her ever since...
And she was just one of many... ​MANY​ girls I had on my roster…
All my guy friends always asked me, “how the hell do you pull so
many girls so easily?”
I would simply smile, shrug my shoulders, and say “I have no idea, I
just sort of do my thing…”
But this is when I realized, that I ​DO​ have a skill...
And not just a skill, but a skill that would be valuable to other
people... Which is the ​*Key*​ …
So while I could never go to school to be a Surgeon or a Dentist per
se...
I guess you could just call me “The Love Doctor”...

23. … Because I was as good at picking up chics as
any man ​WALKING EARTH​ …
But the thing is, while I had all the knowledge and secrets in the
*World*​ on how to help guys pick up women...
There was still no way I could make my own product, and package
it within ​TWO WEEKS​ before I was out on my ass from this eviction
notice... There was just simply no way…
So what I did was head over to an internet marketing message
board, and ask them for advice on how to make money using my
Dating Advice talents, and make money ​FAST​…

24. And that is when a senior member suggested that I sell someone
ELSE’S​ product, who has already took the time to make it...
Another dating Guru, per se…
So what I did was search for other decent dating products, created
a Blog where I could give away my own personal tips and secrets
on picking up women, and sell the other Guru’s products on ​MY
Blog…
If I sell the product for the other Guru, then I would get 75%
Commission for making the sale… And they would get the other
25% since they own the product…
It's a win for me, and a win for him...
He gets 100% ​FREE​ sales, that don’t cost any advertising
dollars…. and I get to make money using my passion ​WITHOUT
having to make my own product...
So I rush to get the blog setup within about 2 to 3 days and then
add the product...
Now that I had a pretty decent looking blog, I start looking to find a
way to get people to visit the website...
So what I did was simply promote the blog using my current
Facebook page, and asking a couple of my buddies to do the same
on their page...
After the 1st day: I could see myself getting visitors, people reading
my posts, even liking them, but no sales were coming in...
“87 likes and not ​ONE​ sale… What gives???” … I yelled to myself
in frustration …

25. At this point, I just felt absolutely hopeless and was about to simply
give up...
Just go find a nice, dry spot under the bridge where I could sleep…
Because I would not have a home a week from now…
And this is when on July 13th, 2014… I woke up on a Sunday
morning right before my eviction was scheduled on that next
Monday...
And saw ​$648​ sitting in my PayPal account...
At first, I almost passed out from all the blood suddenly rushing to
my head…
I refreshed my web browser, and pinched myself to make sure I
wasn’t dreaming…
After the web page reloaded, and I ​STILL​ saw $648 dollars sitting
there…
… I jumped so high I almost hit my head on the ceiling...
And that's when I knew I had something...
While I was still about $200 short on my rent, I called the landlord
the next day and asked him if he could just give me a one week
extension for the remaining $200 dollars, and I could pay the $650
NOW​...
…My landlord took a deep breath, and said: ​“Okay Adrian just
this one time… But you have to get your rent to me on time
from now on, we’re not running a charity here…”

26. I told him in the most confident voice I've ever used in my entire life: