As much as most of my life seems to run like Hyperbole and a Half’’s daily life, it’s actually not so bad. as I observed, my morale and productivity actually increases with the addition of a daily job. That being said, I’m really not getting much in the way of sales lately, as I seem to have found the hidden treasure trove of angry customers- or maybe New York state is grumpy to everyone. I also got my first profanity laced rejection on something that was -almost- a sale, but bounced at verification.
Meanwhile one of our staff quit, as part of the steady attrition rate. I’m still trying valiantly to get better at sales, but I’m either missing something or my listings suck. actually, that’s another problem I’ve noticed, that about a quarter of the listings were prior calls reinserted into the big stack of paper where we get our contacts from. I’m guessing it was the call list of someone who quit and didn’t tick on the sheet. I’m a bit anxious I’ll never get good at sales, as I’m seeing this is a chance to learn how to do it.
Meanwhile Mothboy is trying to convince me to take an interview at a bookstore, for a pay cut and less regular hours. And everyone is responding to my choice in employment with ‘poor sweetie!’ like I took a job somewhere truly horrid. Odd, i like my job. It’s nice and steady work, for good pay.