Pick your self up, dust your self off...

you know the rest.

Crashed and burned yesterday morning when I went to visit a prospect (eck, talking like a sales person now). I was all in control, but a little bit of product knowledge, or more so, the lack of it, let me down. To be safe, I stretched out the delivery window, and the client couldn't wait. Big confusion all round and I had lost the chance to sell that time.

Spent the rest of the day beating myself up. In the afternoon I recovered slightly and began to make a few more calls.

In the evening, I visited a prospect and we talked about the trials faced by middle-aged men, in this 21st century. I feel a movement coming on, and it is not related to our bowels. We also talked about pens, because it was still a sales meeting. He liked this one ...

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