So the weather is finally turning nice again here in the midwest and I couldn’t be any happier. I also found a new job after that nightmare of a day in the “sales” world. I got hired at a local advertising firm doing some work in their marketing department. My first day was great. I am going to be working with a bunch of great people, mostly young. The office building is super cool too. Its like something you would see in a movie. Free soda and snacks too…can’t beat that.
My new manager’s name is Beth and she is a hipster. She wears dark rimmed glasses and has a really funky haircut. We had a long talk this morning and she told me what some of her favorite bands are and we just so happen to like a lot of the same music. We are both actually going to the Wilco concert at the Pageant this summer. I cannot wait for that show. I have been a fan of that band for a long time and their latest album is the bomb.
Anyway, so my first day at my new job flew by. There was a group of people headed for drinks and one of them asked me if I’d like to tag along. I said, “Absolutely!” and met the group at a bar called Jimmy’s. It was a cute little place with a relaxing patio out back. We grabbed a large table and sat down. The waitress came over and took our drink order. I was in a festive mood so I ordered a large margarita. I guzzled it down and was starting to have a really good time with my new co-workers.
A girl by the name of Betsy whom I was sitting next to asked me if I was single. I told her that I was and wondered why she was asking. She told me she had a single guy friend that would be great for me. She showed me a picture and I was definitely interested. She gave me his number and we started texting him immediately…the booze was helping my confidence. So long story short, I set up a date with this guy and we are going out next Friday. I’m so excited.
Needless to say, I was having a great day. Jimmy’s was close enough to my house so I was able to walk home. No need to ruin this day with a DUI. So things are looking up. I was pretty down in the dumps a couple of weeks ago after getting fired after my first day of sales. Hopefully today was a sign of good things to come.
So I’ve been going strong at this new gig for quite some time. I never imagined me, Kristin Miller, to be much of a salesman, but I’d thought I’d give it a go. Dental Supplies. Yup, gonna sell some toothpaste. They gave me a fancy office and a shiney new cell phone…an Iphone to be exact. My office building was downtown, but I they told me I wouldn’t be spending much time there. Sounded great to me. I was never much of a fan of the office setting. Quite a depressing scene if you ask me. Anyway, I was really looking forward to my first day.
I got there right on time at 8am and met a few of my new co-workers over coffee in the break room. They seemed like a fun, young group of folks. One of the guys was actually pretty good looking. His name was Pete…I’ll have to remember that. I then met with the HR department and they went through the usual benefits schpeil. I was escorted up to my office where I met with my boss. She was a very large lady by the name of Dana and she seemed like a bit of a biatch. Regardless she gave me my first assignment. A sales trip to the upper end of town at Dr. Steen’s office. Okay…here we go.
Dr. Steen’s office was in a pretty rough neighborhood. I wasn’t scared though. I’ve lived in the big bad city for several years now and consider myself to be pretty street smart. So I hoped in my Volkswagon Jetta with the tinted windows and headed that direction. I arrived 10 minutes before our scheduled meeting and the secretary took me to the break room where I took a seat. I waited there for about 20 minutes and Dr. Steen finally made his way to meet me.
I was not expecting what I saw. Dr. Steen was 90 years old. Great, I’m going to have absolutely nothing in common with this old guy. How am I supposed to sell him dental supplies? The meeting went horribly. The first thing he asked me was where the regular sales girl was. How the hell am I supposed to know. From that point on I was lost. He was almost acting annoyed that I was even there. He said he was not even interested in buying anything. Ok. So I got up and left. He didn’t even shake my hand.
I returned to the office and told my boss what happened. She was stunned. Dr. Steen was apparently one of their biggest local clients and I lost the account for my new company. My boss threw a tantrum and asked me what my problem was. Needless to say, I was humiliated. I left the building crying. I’m guessing that I might not be cut out for this sales thing. Oh well. On to the next adventure.