Saturday, January 10, 2009
Ok well, I guess being a salesman is really not easy.
First pre-requisite: Being able to stand for 6-10 hours on the trot.
Second pre-requisite: Having skin thick enough to tahan sarcastic swipes by the public.
Third Pre-requisite: Accept the fact that your product may not be as eye-catching as others.
But I learnt alot of things as well. That there are really weird people who do weird things in the weirdest places. Like.. Cold storage. There was this old man initially just strolling around the place. After rejecting my 'advances', I couldn't give a hoot about him anymore to be honest. But 1 hour later, I saw him crossing by my 'turf' again. Holding Koko Krunch. 2 hours later, holding Jacobs crackers. 3 hours later, Wang Wang. 4 hours later, Ritz crackers. 5 hours later, NOTHING but hardcore knuckles and palm. And I fang gong le, only to see him still walking around, this time shifting his focus on ice cream instead. -_-'' And I thought people who spend 2 hours in a supermarket are mad. This guy's some extraordinaire. Man, he must have been damm bored at home.
Mainly though, it's goddamm true when they say courtesy makes for a gracious society. *the 'Courtesy is for free, Courtesy is for You and Me!' song floods my head* I realised there should be no discrimination against customers. While I could afford the luxury to pick my customers to pitch my sales talk to in previous venues, this place was so ulu that I became desperate. So, as many aspiring script-writers can predict, the least expected person sparked off my firework of sales. A baby. Apparently, the toddler kept smiling at me maybe it's because I am so damm charismatic. Actually I think he was looking at my unshaved chin. Shh So i decided to be like the courtesy campaign's lion wearing a red t-shirt, just that i was wearing the tiger polo-tee and well, be courteous! He got so entertained by me that the parents decided to buy from me as well. KARMA LAH. After that, it was like a chain reaction. (Think group 1 metals erm.. reacting) That's how fast the thronging crowd snatched at my babies. Just like Fireworks. One after another, each time filling up more space in that previously vast black empty sky.
-Disclaimer Act. I would like to add that the above paragraph proved an irresistible lure to finally post my new year fireworks photographs. Here goes!
randomMADNESS
6:01 pm;________________________________
