I know y'all click on my blog thousands of times per day waiting on my next little droplets of wisdom, so I apologize for not posting more regularly.
What? Y'all don't? Click on my blog thousands of times per day?
I'm crushed. I should post more often.
But….work! And…events! And…customer dinners! And…all that other stuff! Has been keeping me from posting.
Sample day (prior to 8am!) of this week…
5:15 a.m. – out of bed, into the shower and rushing to get ready to be out of the house in time to pick up customer breakfast at…
6:30 a.m. – at ChikFilA, hauling out a large fruit tray, large chicken-mini tray, and 15 burritos to my truck to get to my customer's 6th floor office by…
6:45 a.m. – and lay out the food, place business cards, and run to the meeting room to visit with customers prior to their…
7:15 a.m. – conference call, which is the signal for me to leave, so I do, and go straight to the house, pick up dry cleaning to drop off at the cleaners. Zack the Wonder Dog decides that I must need a chaperone, and he hops into my truck. I'm okay with that, I'm going to take the clothing back to the house and drop it off on my way to the office.
Which is all well and good, except for the fact that there is a dog grooming place next to my dry cleaners. I forget that part. And when we drive up, about ten pet owners are standing outside with their pups and waiting on the doors to open. What a funny sight. Zack thinks it's okay for him to get out of the truck and go visit all his friends. I don't think so, big boy!!
Anyway, I get into the cleaners with my stash of clothing, and the owner rounds up my fresh dry cleaning. I'm gathering all my stuff, and my boss walks in with his laundry. I'm thinking, "Great. He's probably thinking I'm messing around, with my dog in the car, etc.", but he's good, as always.
I get to the house, unload Zack and all the stuff, and tell MLH what has happened. And then, he said the neatest thing.
"Girl, most of your peers are just thinking about getting up by the time you've already made 3 rounds. Don't worry about that stuff!" Think I'll keep him around.
And then, I run to another customer's office, getting there just before 8 a.m.
Two offices down, many more to go - just a portion of the day in a life of a person in sales.
Gotta love it. And I do.