Tuesday, March 15, 2005

The Other

This week is going noticeably better than last, even though I’m getting slammed with criticism at work. For some reason, I’m totally down with it…being a duck, as my mom would say….letting it just roll off of my back. I think it’s because I discovered something about people.--specifically sales people. They are an entirely different breed of person. And that’s not necessarily a bad thing. After all, if we didn’t have sales people to sell our products, most of us other types wouldn’t have jobs.

Thing is, though, they are a bunch of freaks. I mean that in the most endearing way possible. They are complete and utter weirdoes in my estimation. Their approach to nearly every human interaction baffles me. The competitive natures bleed across everything they touch. Their hierarchical fruitcakiness is astounding. They are diabolical.

And then they smile at you and you come to realize that their aggression and complaints and general malfeasance isn’t about you at all. In fact, while they are smiling at you, they are looking past you, toward their next conquest and, by extension, the berating, back-stabbing, whining, and all around judgmentalness isn’t about you either. It’s about them. And so, all you can take from it is what it is…they are people completely other than you in a way that will keep you in separate pools of reality for all of time. --That the respect for discourse that I share with the vast majority of the populous is simply not shared by them.--That communication ceases to be about give and take and opportunities to learn, but becomes an ordering of goals and a means toward an end of self-satisfaction. And that’s mostly cool with me. Why should they be like me anyway?

Nutty, nutty fruitloops.


Blogger mister williams said...

I still say you've got to bitchslap them just to let them know you're (as you'd say) down wit dem. When I was working more closely with sales reps I found they love nothing better to know that you can be their stepping stone when they need you.

12:59 PM  
Blogger Amy McWeasel said...

You just send whoever is giving you a hard time over my way: I'll slap 'em down for you. Nobody better give my pal a hard time, especially when I know what a good job you do.

You're right: they are an entirely different breed of people. With most people, you can generally tell when they're being genuine and when they're being false. With sales people, I always get the feeling they're being false. I usually feel oily after having dealt with a sales person.

5:07 PM  
Anonymous tgwmsu said...

mister willaims answer is close. you do not have to bitchslap them. but, they must know that you are willing to. well, maybe just once.

7:38 PM  
Blogger Aerenchyma said...

AM, I'd like to see you give 'em a good slapping. That'd be fun b/c, well, you don't seem like the slapping type.

TGWMSU,--maybe just once...

4:16 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I have heard that the meaning of life is to, "move things from one place to another!" If we sales type didn't push the system along everything would grind to a halt! Yes, some use an oily personality to grease the way. But there are good and bad people in all lines of commerce. The general rule for a sales staff is, 20% of the staff produces 80% of the sales. Those are the pros you enjoy buying from because they fill your needs with genuine concern. How many of your co-workers in your department need a good bitch slap because they are not pulling their own weight?

6:46 AM  

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