The Pain of Month End

Whether by talent (unlikely) or by natural selection because I'm attractive enough (most likely) I ended up in sales.  It started with First Aid and Safety sales, and has taken me through a myriad of sales and people driven businesses.  One way or another I have been trying to get people to buy an extension of me for about 8 years now.

Every month there is a contest.  A goal.  An incentive.  I hate to miss any of them, but then again I'm up against...drum roll please...the recession.  My boss doesn't care that the economy is tough, because I'm supposed to be good enough to bring in the cheddar.  I do have a salary, yes?  Yes. For those of you who don't think you are replacable, don't test that theory.  This is a dog eat dog world, and for a romantic nurturer...especially tough for me to eat dog- You.

I take much pride in my work.  I do too much follow-up for a sales person.  Too much customer service, at least that's what it looks like with all of the thank you notes, emails, and birthday cards.  The majority of my sales come from referrals who do my business for me, because I earned their love...and their credit card.  The difference between the sales person in me, and the sales person in most is that I will do what I say I'll do.  I help people grow their business, and I'm an expert, because I have grown my business.  I have grown my brand, and online I'm an unstoppable machine.  In person, I'm normal...but I'm working on being an unstoppable machine in the flesh also.  More on that later.

Alas, I haven't hit the "goal" in a while now.  I have solidified a tenure position, even got a day off of work for it, but I lose sleep over these missed opportunities to make a bonus.  I pay more for a cell phone with superhero features so that my clients can reach me anytime with their much appreciated referrals.  I make my colleagues laugh, let's face it, someone has to.  I also mentor those who have no idea who to turn to in their times of doubt.  I want to see everyone succeed, as much as I want it for myself.  I'm a fucking team player, and a go-getter.  Being a team player never bought anyone a new wardrobe.  Mami needs a new pair of shoes...

Hopefully September will bring me the bonus I need to pick up a new bad habit (or a pair of Choos).  For now, it looks like my 30-day NO-ALCOHOL challenge might go a little longer than expected due to the lack of funds.  Sober and broke, now there's a combination.  So to celebrate month end, I will be going on a date with Him.  We're going to see the Other Guys...update tomorrow.

Signing off,

Barely Made It