Numbers.
Sales is a numbers game. You can't take any reliable averages from your first few presentations. And every now and then, we will all have one of those 'character-building' days.
..This is so weird!
..Why?
..Well, did you ever expect this?
..People only ask questions to which they already know the answers.There are basic reasons that I am not good ( Read more... )
..This is so weird!
..Why?
..Well, did you ever expect this?
..People only ask questions to which they already know the answers.There are basic reasons that I am not good ( Read more... )
I feel like rambling on forever because I had one of those days...one of those weeks really, that just f'ed with my head. I don't really want to bore you with the details or anything, so I'll just be vague as hell.
First things first: Why do people that I don't even like find a way to get right under my skin?! I'm talking about my asshole roommate. We've been home for an entire week now and I haven't even said "hello" to her. I believe we exchanged words once this week...she was in the kitchen because all she does with her life is eat, and I walked in to put my dishes away. She was in my way, so I said, "Excuse me." She moved slightly so I could get by and that was that. That's the extent of our communication for the past seven days. PS-Brent, when you and Ray came over that night, we left some dirt from our shoes by the door. She acted like this was the worst thing that has ever happened to her in her whole entire life. I woke up the next morning to her bitching and moaning (in the kitchen as usual) about what a slob I am...but she wouldn't dare tell me to my face, no because she is scared of me and I can win any agrument that she puts in front of me. Hi, shoes get dirty. I'm not about to bust out the mop so that the entrance to our happy home is spotless at three in the morning. Anyways, I have a zillion and a half stories about her, but the point is that I don't like her, not even close, yet she irks more than anyone I have ever met. So why on earth is it that she has this power to put me in a bad mood. Something happened yesterday, something that is so minor, but it's been exploded to a gigantic feud. It isn't a big deal! Why do I stress!? I HATE KNOWING I SHOULDN'T WORRY ABOUT SOMETHING, THEN GO RIGHT AHEAD AND WORRY ABOUT IT. My roommate is simply socially inept. That is just the logical explanation. Why can't I accept it?
Holy smokes, I can't even spit my own thoughts out. I sure hope that made some sort of sense. There is way more going on inside my head right now, but I think I'll just sleep and hopefully it will all go away.
-Jackie
P.S. Brent, Krysta and Dan: I miss 227. Let's go back to that life.
P.P.S. I'M ASHTON KUTCHER AND I'M AWESOME.
I just spent a year trying to decide if I should post this or not. ???
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