The now famous Colonel Sanders, at the age of 65
embarked on what would be two years, thousands of miles, and more than one thousand unsuccessful attempts to sell his chicken receipe to restaurants across the country.
Not satisfied with his $99 Social Security Check and what he thought would be
an uneventful life of a retired laborer, he decided to make the most of his
later years by marketing his chicken receipe to any and all interested restaurant owners.
Sleeping in the back of his car and traveling from one end of the nation to the other,
he faced rejection over and over again until, on the one-thousandth-and tenth attempt,
a restaurant owner decided to try it out and pay him a portion of the profit.
As we all know, the rest is history.