Fear of Fighting
I used to work at a computer store. It wasn’t a great job. I worked in corporate sales. My then-coworker Vince ((Vince later became my coworker once again, when my current employer took my suggestion that hiring him would be brilliant.)) used to befriend his clients, he really liked them. I didn’t get it. Customers were the bane of my existence, they came in, asked stupid questions, wanted better pricing, took up time that could be better used drinking, or reading, or what-have-you. Maybe this is why I wasn’t a very good salesman, I never understood the joy of sales, to me, the job was a means to an end,… Read More »Fear of Fighting