The Waiting
Today is the last day of our fiscal year and in this sales world that I have stumbled into this is what the call pressure sales time. That term always reminds me of the story of the guy who sold Slippy his '74 Mustang. Slippy had stopped by this used car lot and his choices, I assume, were between a big perv van and the vintage 'Stang. He made no decision that day but made the mistake of giving the salesman his number. So as the end of the month neared Pete got a call and Jonny Salesguy actually used the line "It's pressure sales time Peter". He then went on to claim he needed this sale to make his number, keep his job, feed his kids, etc. Whatever it took. Pete's the nicest guy in the world and genuinely like the mental picture of him cruising in this car that was the same age as him, so the pressure sales pitch paid off.
I think, looking back, Pete would tell you it was a good decision. Until I wrote it off...but that's a story for another day.As for me...well I am right now waiting for what will be my biggest sales deal to date to fall. I still have a hard time thinking of myself as a sales guy but can't deny that this is a little exciting. If only for the wonderful excuse that this will be to party this weekend. That and the paycheck. Sell out they'll all say. Eat me, I'll say.
Pace out.
posted by Vitamin S @ 5:09 p.m.
1 Comments:
I couldn't beleive he left that crazzzy message. I like the nice guy part but i did not buy the car from him so you may take that back. He was trying to sell me a 1980 wood panel station wagaon that i had taken on a test flight. I almost bought it but once i saw the stang on another lot, it was no mister nice guy. Slippy
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