made my first real sale (by myself) yesterday right at the end of my shift. a $4,650 product to a retired house builder in colorado springs. at the end of the call he kept telling me, “dave, you’re a great guy, thank you so much.”

dave is my fake phone name. i hated hearing him say it so much i thought i was going to puke.

was instructed to hang up on a handicapped man in virginia beach mid-sentence because a manager said we couldn’t sell him any sort of product because the state of the current one he was upgrading. so i did. wow, i’m a piece of shit.

spent an hour and ten minutes (with a take-over from a manager) on a call to sell a product using a woman’s postdated check over phone for her down payment that doesn’t go through until august 1st. i doubt the deal will go through.

today they instituted a wheel of fortune game for the sales people with two or more sales a day. i wish they’d just hit me across the face with a barbed canoe paddle dipped in rhino shit. it’d be less demeaning and/or painful.