You Get What You Pay For! An Internet Marketers Not So Starling Revelation

By Author: Paul Brooks
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For many years I had resisted the temptation to ever go camping again, but as the years rolled by my body had forgotten the universal truth that cold, wet and windy weather makes for an excruciatingly bone stiffening, and muscle cramping sentence of sleepless nights.



The experience was a long distant memory when one late August day my son, who had recently been invested into the local Scouting movement, said that their annual Summer camping trip was coming up soon and that we should go as a family, and immerse ourselves into the day time fun and night time sing - song around the campfire. Now far be it from me to deny the puppy dog eyed look of a young man who is keen to get another badge for his uniform, so I said yes.



Whilst reflecting upon that decision, the memories of my previous camping experience came back with a vengeance. However the weather had recently been good and the forecast for the coming weeks seemed favourable, so with the thoughts of impending doom fading, off we went to the camping shop to buy the necessary equipment. Fortunately ...
... they were having a sale and as I wasn\'t willing to spend too much good money buying stuff that I was only going to use once, I was turning into a happy camper.



I bought a complete camping set, which was not only cheap at full price, but at half price was an absolute steal, it consisted of a 4 man tent that had bedrooms and a central living area!! sleeping bags, blow up mattresses, lamps, gas burning stove and everything that the person who wants to go camping on the cheap should have, perfect.



Now I am an Internet Marketer by profession, so you could say that the outdoor, roughing it kind of life wouldn\'t be for me and you would be right, but I thought I\'d spent enough money to get by, and give my family the short break that they deserved. My son would get his badge and it was a good opportunity to spend quality time together. My interest in a camping activity was minimal however, and I just wasn\'t willing to go to long lengths to buy the best.



The Annual scouting summer camp came round soon enough, so we packed the car with the camping gear and the kids and off we went. On arrival we found a field full of smiling happy faces and some of our friends who had arrived before us. They had put their tents and gazebo\'s up and where busily arranging their tables and chairs and had fired up cooking equipment, that Gordon Ramsey would have been pleased to use, and then there was me fighting with a mountain of polyester tent material and flexible tent poles that wouldn\'t stay straight enough for me to push through the seams, that were supposed to make the whole thing take shape, Hammering in tent pegs with the heel of a shoe because I didn\'t have a mallet, and so after watching me for a while in amusement and as the colour of my language was now matching the colour of the sky, they came over to help.



Tent now fully erected and seating beautifully arranged, I stood back to take a look at what was to be our home for the next few days. Beaming with pride and revelling in the adoration that you get from your children when you do something right, we headed off to the activity area. We had fun, making things with the kids, wrestling in those large padded sumo costumes, solving puzzles and helping the kids prepare for the evenings talent contest and generally had a good time.



As evening approached though the temperature dropped, rapidly, as it does in the short British summer,so we wrapped up and huddled around the campfire for our singalong and after what seemed like 25,000 verses of kumbaya and the children starting to complain that they where cold, off we went back to base camp to sleep. We all woke at about 2.30 in the morning, wet, shivering and with the sound of moles trying to dig their way into our tent. With the children in tears and my wife vowing that this was the last time she ever went camping, we all piled into the car to get warm and to try to sleep until at least dawn.



The following morning our friends emerged from their tents refreshed and raring to go. I on the other hand I had a face like thunder and a mood to match it. I started to pack away this sodden mess of a tent and was throwing things, literally, into the back of the car. When they asked where we were going and didn\'t we want to stay till the end? I described the night that we\'d had and vowed that this would be our last camp, they nodded in agreement.



\"I\'m not surprised, you had a night like that with what you spent on equipment\", one of them commented. With that we left for our warm, dry, bricks and mortar house. Home sweet home. Now this got me thinking and looking at the camping set that I\'d bought, it hadn\'t occurred to me that there might be a relationship between price and quality, and perhaps it was in the sale because no self respecting camper was silly enough to buy such a thing of such low quality, I was just looking for a bargain.



The moral to the story then is this, if your expectations are high from a cheap product that are beyond its capabilities you may well be disappointed. I can compare it to some Internet marketing systems and online money making products that are out there. There are some better than others, and the better ones tend to be the more expensive, surprise, surprise! But the truth is You get what you pay for! My son got his badge though.



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