No more businesses of a certain size, I’m seeing. For viability’s sake, and also creativity’s.
The AE life, today reiterating the value of certain practices. Taking the Sonic laptop home with…. Sales is not sales, but evidence of useful connection. Haven’t had much time to write. Or, I have, just haven’t seized properly, or at all. Now, finally, typing. Only to have to leave in a bit. Get a beer somewhere before event. Don’t forget to bring cards. Again, evidence of connection… or maybe not even that, just not giving as many fucks, keeping self moving, and writing and speaking. Make it about YOU, you… the brand of you.
Sales is funny, and infuriating. You get a sale, or sign someone, and the business isn’t of a certain desired size, and you think to yourself, “Did I just waste my time?” Write it out, write more, plan more, and change the plan day to day. To be stoic and set is to be set to death. Business death. Out of business. That won’t happen to me, but I know I need set sights not just higher but with more demanding stance.
Office quieting down, and I’m in a mode of sight, seeing things for me this semester and with my business forward. Revolving around sales that is not sales. I keep saying connection but maybe it’s more than that. I’m doing this differently, celebrating what I’ve done so far and amplifying it in different angularity.
Thinking about my life selling, starting really with treadmills at Sears, when I was in high school and then a bit when in college. I didn’t know that much about the machines, I just talked about them as much as I could then switched the stitch of the interaction to the person, and myself. What we had in common, or didn’t. That’s as easy and eased as it should be, should remain. Knowing my Now in this sales dimension as a more interconnected and self-abetted provision.