My Life As A Door to Door Sales Man

What job can a go getter, extrovert, wanting to please everyone, sportsman and a recently graduated young man do. The answer cam loud and clear from the Cousin who was an inspiration young man. A salesman is what you can be. It suits your life goals. And on the way you can make lots of money.

So off I went to the first job I could find. Selling fire extinguishers door to door. It was a daunting task ,but I was a enthusiast. We were trained during the course that 9 rejections equals one acceptance. So I was all ready every day to hear 9 people reject my product, so that I can make a fantastic presentation to the 10th prospect in order to get a YES. It might sound funny, but young minds are easy to program. And I believed every word the trainer said. Yes there were promises by the company that you can be a millionaire if you sell consistently 300% over the budget for next 3 years.

At the end of the training program, we were given a kit filled with stock to sell. The manager gave a motivating speech about his life and how he achieved, what we all wanted to achieve. We were each given a territory and targets. I went to my territory and went to do my first call. I entered the business premises with the intention of using my new found enthusiasm and confidence in accepting a rejection. Then I found myself frozen. My mind was saying yes to meet the owner of the business enterprise, but my body doe sent seem to move. I quickly rushed out and retreated quietly to the nearest tea shop quickly. I realised that mind programming did not work on me and I was shit scared of the rejection.

Anyway after lot of effort of trying to meet someone and making a presentation, I made my first call after 2 days. Yes it took me 2 days to find the courage to make my first sales call. It was like to trying to take cold shower bath. You let the cold water fall on your body for 3 seconds and you rush out of the shower , soaped, scrubbed and washing off the soap in world record time. I mumbled my presentation and asked for a order. I was thrown out the business premise in world record time. I consoled myself by saying ” They didn’t understand the concept of portable fire extinguishers.”

Door to Door selling also involved selling to households. This brings out its own charm. You ring the bell, put a smile, straighten your tie, waiting for the door to open . When the door opens , you try to impress the person in from of you with your presentation.Based on your presentation skills or their mood , you will get them to listen to you or have the door slammed on your face. Sometimes the door opens and you dont see anyone in front of you. That’s strange maybe a ghost opened in the door, till you realise that it is a child who has opened the door. The Child is the king of the house and acts like a bully to strangers. Who are you?, What do you want? they ask. Before you answer you hear from the back ground, the parent asking the child–Who the hell is on the door?, Who are you are chatting with? , Didn’t I tell you all strangers are kidnappers?. So by the time you are trying to answer the child’s question with your best smile, the door gets slammed on your face.

Few others experiences in this horrible world of direct selling involves, opening the gate of a villa and trying to get to the front door, you hear a growling sound. Those bastards have not put a sign ” Beware of dogs” and you are kind of stuck between the front gate and the front door, thinking to yourself, today is the day I have to run for my life. So you run like Usain Bolt as fast as you can to save yourself bitten by the dog. Sometimes you met a old army veteran, who is kind enough to ask you politely in a gentlemanly way Who are you and What is your purpose of your visit?. And when you speak about your purpose, you get the marching orders ” Above turn , quick march I say”. A very polite way of saying Fuck off.

My door to door selling career lasted exactly 6 months. My parents were not sure what I am doing. All they could see is their boy going out early in the morning and coming back late in the night.And if he did not hit the target, he got his travel allowance cut and earning only 40 percent of the income he was promised by the company. So that ended my career in Door To Door Selling. A great training ground fo a youngster, but a lousy income generator.

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A 48 Year old enjoying life and its realizations. Away from Futile pursuit of happiness as per social norms and creating inner peace and happiness

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