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EPISODE 56 — ONE WRONG TURN AT A TIME

From McDonald’s to Northern Telecom, Love, Layoffs and the Freedom to Travel

NORTHAMERICANDARRELL PODCAST — ELEVENLABS V4 WORKING SCRIPT

I didn’t wake up one morning with some brilliant master plan to retire early and travel the world.

Hell, for a while I couldn’t even figure out how to move out of my mother’s house!

But somehow, a kid freezing his ass off delivering newspapers in Edmonton eventually ended up with the freedom to wake up in Mexico, the Philippines, Vietnam, or wherever the next cheap flight takes him.

The secret?

ONE WRONG TURN AT A TIME!

Welcome to Episode FIFTY-SIX of the NorthAmericanDarrell Podcast.

In Episode 1, I asked a pretty reasonable question: WHO IS NORTHAMERICANDARRELL?

Episode 2 was THE MAKING OF NORTHAMERICANDARRELL.

Episode 3 was BEING NORTHAMERICANDARRELL.

Well, today we’re filling in some of the questionable decisions between those three episodes and the guy you see wandering around the world today.

Last episode, Episode 55, we went back to McDonald’s and my first lessons in earning a paycheck.

That job was just the start. And if you’ve ever wondered how a guy gets from flipping burgers to financial freedom, buckle up. It wasn’t exactly a straight road.

Actually, the desire to escape started even earlier, on a paper route in an Edmonton winter.

There’s something about dragging yourself through snow and cold to deliver the news to people who are still asleep that makes you question your entire career strategy.

I knew I wanted to see a bigger world. I just had no clue how to pay for it.

While I was still in my McDonald’s years, I got my first real taste of what was out there: Southern California, Las Vegas, and Acapulco, Mexico.

I remember lying under the Christmas tree with an actual paper airline ticket in my hands. Carbon copies for each leg of the journey! I must have read that thing a hundred times.

I told absolutely anybody who would listen where I was going.

Most people didn’t listen then, either. Some things never change!

We drove around Southern California, went into Las Vegas, then flew down to Acapulco. That trip got into my bloodstream. One day I would actually live in Southern California and Las Vegas, and eventually split my time between Arizona and Mexico.

But at the time I had one very practical problem.

I NEEDED MONEY.

After McDonald’s, I went to work at Randy River, one of those cool clothing stores in the mall in the nineties.

SIX DOLLARS AN HOUR!

I had practically DOUBLED my income!

For a while, I was convinced I would rise through the ranks and run the whole company.

Then I looked at my paycheck and realized I couldn’t even afford to leave Mom’s house.

So I came up with my next brilliant plan.

BECOME A BARTENDER IN CALGARY!

A buddy’s dad was opening a bar. In my mind, I was Tom Cruise in Cocktail. Cocktails, dreams, maybe a little bottle-flipping.

In reality? Late nights, tips, beer, and one all-you-can-eat pizza meal a day.

We worked at the bar. We ate at the bar. And on our days off, somehow we ended up back at the bar!

I looked at some of the older guys still doing that job and thought, I like these people, but I can’t see myself doing this for the next thirty years.

Another detour. Another useful lesson.

Back to Edmonton. Back to school.

Around 1993, I started studying telecommunications at NAIT. A two-year diploma.

Which I completed in THREE YEARS.

Now, before you judge me, you need to understand there was a country bar called Ezzies right across the field from the college.

Cowboy boots. Line dancing. Country music.

I WAS COUNTRY BEFORE COUNTRY WAS COOL!

I also donated a fairly impressive amount of study time to the local nightlife industry.

Eventually, I got serious. Calculus, derivatives, electronics. Difficult stuff started to click. I discovered I actually liked learning when I stopped treating the bar as my second classroom.

I spent a summer working with Alberta Lotteries on video lottery machines, and I had a job opportunity waiting after graduation.

Life was looking pretty good.

Then Northern Telecom came to campus to interview students, just before graduation in December 1995.

I did my homework, went in prepared, and absolutely NAILED the interview.

THEY OFFERED ME A JOB BEFORE I’D EVEN FINISHED MY FINAL EXAMS!

Naturally, I celebrated.

At Ezzies.

You can probably guess what happened next.

I was pretty sure I’d bombed my last exam. During graduation, one of my instructors made a little remark about helping nudge me over the finish line. I gave him a wink and a thumbs-up.

I never forgot it.

On January FOURTH, 1996, I started with Northern Telecom in Calgary. About FOURTEEN DOLLARS an hour. Night shifts, learning cellular base stations as the industry moved from analog toward digital.

I even had a Motorola flip phone AND a pager on my belt.

The pager was positioned carefully so the whole world could admire it.

I was becoming a legend in my own mind, long before I had a website to prove it!

Within a couple of years, Nortel was flying me down to its Richardson, Texas headquarters.

Picture this: I leave freezing Calgary and step off a plane in Dallas where I can wear SHORTS.

This wasn’t just a business trip. It felt like somebody had shown me a door to another life.

Then, during one of those trips, I met a woman working at Billy Bob’s Texas in the Fort Worth Stockyards.

If you haven’t been to Billy Bob’s, imagine the world’s largest honky-tonk, country music, dancing, and actual bull riding under one roof.

For a guy who had just spent an extra year at NAIT because of cowboy boots and line dancing, it was practically a religious experience.

There was romance, yes. But the career opportunity was what ultimately brought me to the United States on a work visa, around the turn of the millennium.

And the job was incredible. I went from working on cell-site equipment in Calgary to installing and integrating cellular base stations and controllers across the United States, and eventually internationally.

The kid who couldn’t afford his own place was now GETTING PAID TO TRAVEL.

Of course, my personal decision-making hadn’t improved quite as quickly as my technical skills.

On a flight to Australia, I decided it would be romantic to propose over the AIRPLANE INTERCOM.

Yes. In front of everybody.

Apparently, I thought an aircraft PA system was a perfectly reasonable substitute for a serious conversation about compatibility.

Looking back, we weren’t a good fit. Thankfully, we didn’t get married.

Years later, we met up again during a layover in Phoenix. Almost a decade had gone by. We caught up, and it was clear that going our separate ways had been the right decision.

She’s built her own life and raised twin boys. I wish her nothing but happiness.

And me? Well, I still look for the cheapest flight out of town.

That career took me from Texas to Alpharetta, Georgia, around 2003, working on Verizon’s 3G network. Then came North Carolina and a whole new education in homes, property, responsibility, and what it means to put down roots.

At one point I had three acres in Mooresville, North Carolina, with a back house. I’d owned homes in different places, built a career, and done a lot of the things you’re supposed to do.

But here’s something I had to learn about myself.

Just because I could own a bigger home didn’t mean a bigger home would make me happier.

My little mortgage-free place in Mesa, Arizona, eventually became a home base instead of an anchor. And from 2017, my tiny studio in Rocky Point, Mexico, gave me another place where I could live comfortably without burning through my travel budget.

If you’ve listened to Episode 49 about my Rocky Point life, you know I can be perfectly happy with a ONE-HUNDRED-AND-FIFTY-DOLLAR-A-MONTH studio.

Try explaining that to someone who thinks financial success requires three garages and a lawn the size of a football field!

Now, I don’t want to pretend I made perfect financial decisions. I didn’t. I changed cities, changed plans, and sometimes sold things I later wondered whether I should have kept.

But keeping expenses manageable, saving, investing, and learning what I actually valued helped build options.

Then came a layoff from my telecom career in 2014, after roughly eighteen years in the industry. A short stop in between, and eventually another seven years in banking and fintech with PayPal.

I kept learning, earning, investing, and thinking about what freedom might look like if I didn’t need a corporate badge forever.

Then, on February FIRST, 2024, I got laid off from PayPal.

I was FIFTY-TWO.

Another wrong turn?

Maybe.

But this time I had something the younger version of me never had: enough financial breathing room to try something different.

Instead of immediately looking for another job, I decided to take a run at EARLY RETIREMENT.

Not a millionaire-on-a-yacht fantasy. Real travel. Real budgets. Real apartments. Staying longer, spending less, and sometimes discovering that a five-dollar meal in Vietnam suits me just fine.

That’s geoarbitrage in plain English: choosing places where your money gives you more life.

Episode 4 gets into my slow-travel philosophy. Episode 20 tackles my ‘die with zero’ mindset. And Episode 54 is a reminder that NorthAmericanDarrell is still a hobby and an experiment, not some polished corporate success story.

But there’s a part of freedom that doesn’t fit neatly into a spreadsheet.

Love.

Later in life, I reconnected with my high school love. And I fell in love with her.

I had a real opportunity to build something with somebody who meant a great deal to me.

But it would have meant moving back to Edmonton.

By then, I’d finally created the freedom to travel the world, the life I’d worked so hard for and craved for decades.

And the truth is, I didn’t want to give that up.

I sabotaged the opportunity.

Selfishly, I chose my travel dream.

That’s not a punchline. It’s something I own.

It’s one of the many decisions in life I still look back on and wonder about. What if I’d chosen differently? What kind of life could we have had?

I don’t know. I’ll probably never know.

And if you’ve listened to Episode 34, about limerence and Peter Pan syndrome, you know I’ve wrestled with some of these questions before.

Between moving around like a clown in a traveling carnival, I sometimes wonder how I ever expected to settle down anywhere!

Except MY carnival had no schedule, the clown paid his own expenses, and apparently he was running the whole damn circus shit show…

THAT EVENTUALLY EVOLVED INTO NORTHAMERICANDARRELL!

But underneath the joke is a serious question. Did I sacrifice something special to protect the freedom I had worked so hard to create?

Maybe I did.

Choosing freedom doesn’t mean every choice feels good when you look back.

I can be grateful for this life and still regret some of the things it cost me.

And that may be the most honest thing I can tell you about my version of early retirement.

So what connects the paper route, McDonald’s, Randy River, the pizza-and-beer bar in Calgary, Ezzies, a lucky break at Northern Telecom, an airborne proposal, houses in three states, two layoffs, and a lost chance at love?

It certainly wasn’t a master plan.

Some decisions were smart. Some were selfish. Some were ridiculous. Some I would make again. And some still make me wonder.

But each turn changed what happened next.

That kid lying under the Christmas tree with a paper airline ticket had absolutely no idea how he’d get back into the world.

He only knew he wanted to.

And eventually, ONE WRONG MOVE AT A TIME…

I CREATED THE FREEDOM TO LIVE THE TRAVEL LIFE I’D WORKED SO HARD FOR…

AND CRAVED FOR AS LONG AS I CAN REMEMBER.

And that’s the story behind NorthAmericanDarrell.com.

If you’re curious how this circus works in real life, come along for the ride. READ the stories, WATCH the adventures, or LISTEN to the podcast at NorthAmericanDarrell.com.

I’m still figuring it out, one wrong turn at a time.

LIVE LIFE TO THE FULLEST!