Friday, September 10, 2004
I'm going to have the worse weekend ever. I just know it. I've just had it in writing that the customer service team are going to "donate" one person per week to sit on the sales desk and "cold call".
Being able to sell things to people requires a particular mentality and skill set - I have neither. What really is the point of the excercise when I can tell you now that no amount of training is going to help me sell stuff? I'm an empath, I calm people down, diffuse things, I couldn't be more unsuitable. Similarly I'd expect a salesperson to be crap at my job because they also have the wrong qualities.
I made the mistake of taking a job with a newspaper once, selling advertising space. I lasted just about two weeks. It's the only job I've ever walked out of.
I look forward to the possiblity of "cold calling" with about as much enthusiasm as I would about the possibliity of having my teeth or fingernails pulled.
When I took the job on it was with a clear understanding that I would not be joining the sales team. Now I don't mind helping or pulling my weight, but there is a limit. To add insult to injury we are already exibiting the signs of under resource. I've got roughtly four days of calls that I need to log up, but as quick as I log one up I add another three to the list. And you can't just ignore the phone either. If we lose this contract because we are so short staffed, (and I can really see it happening given the current situation), who's going to take the blame? Not sales, I can tell you.
Then I've got my boss, bless her heart telling me she's just sent an email with our sales rotation on it. "Don't read it", she says to me. Like, what fscking difference is that going to make? If I ignore it, it's not going to go away, is it?! I know she means well and is trying to sympathise, I just don't think she realises how big a deal this is to me. I'm getting tension headaches just thinking about it.
I feel like a convict on death row that has just been handed his day of execution. I'm counting down the days now until they put the noose over my head.
*Sigh* I may as well start drafting my resignation now.
Being able to sell things to people requires a particular mentality and skill set - I have neither. What really is the point of the excercise when I can tell you now that no amount of training is going to help me sell stuff? I'm an empath, I calm people down, diffuse things, I couldn't be more unsuitable. Similarly I'd expect a salesperson to be crap at my job because they also have the wrong qualities.
I made the mistake of taking a job with a newspaper once, selling advertising space. I lasted just about two weeks. It's the only job I've ever walked out of.
I look forward to the possiblity of "cold calling" with about as much enthusiasm as I would about the possibliity of having my teeth or fingernails pulled.
When I took the job on it was with a clear understanding that I would not be joining the sales team. Now I don't mind helping or pulling my weight, but there is a limit. To add insult to injury we are already exibiting the signs of under resource. I've got roughtly four days of calls that I need to log up, but as quick as I log one up I add another three to the list. And you can't just ignore the phone either. If we lose this contract because we are so short staffed, (and I can really see it happening given the current situation), who's going to take the blame? Not sales, I can tell you.
Then I've got my boss, bless her heart telling me she's just sent an email with our sales rotation on it. "Don't read it", she says to me. Like, what fscking difference is that going to make? If I ignore it, it's not going to go away, is it?! I know she means well and is trying to sympathise, I just don't think she realises how big a deal this is to me. I'm getting tension headaches just thinking about it.
I feel like a convict on death row that has just been handed his day of execution. I'm counting down the days now until they put the noose over my head.
*Sigh* I may as well start drafting my resignation now.
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