The Dying Art of Selling

Wondering where I’ve been?  

I’ve been selling.  Or at least trying.

So I started work at a marketing firm just outside of Downtown St. Louis.  I went in with a year’s worth of eager interest in promotions and advertising.  They threw me into the selling pit.  Entry-level sales.

But what I’ve been realizing is that my department is revered.  At least, within our company.

To some of the clients or prospects I reach, I am just calling off a list and they expect the worst of me.  I feel the guard go up through the phone when I tell them where I am from.  But I what I want to spit out before that guard goes up is, “Hey, no worries!  I read The Go Giver, and I have product passion, and I just want to help people.”

Because I do believe that selling was not meant to be a 5 second payment process.  My role is education, and expertise, and passion, and product knowledge, and service, and sympathy, and being your therapist when you want to let off a little steam about your frustration with the lack of responses you get from your website.  

And that is an art we should keep alive.

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