A carload of insurance salesmen on their way to a convention in
Hartford CT, approached the scene of an accident. "Oh my gosh," gasped
the driver, pulling over for a closer look at the crumpled sedan, "that
looks like Frank's car!" Frank was their manager who had left just
minutes earlier to get to the convention ahead of time to go over his
presentation. So all the insurance salesmen piled out of their car and
walked closer.
"Look," said the second insurance salesman, "That's Frank's arm!. I'd know that watch anywhere."
"I'm sure that's Frank's leg," said the third, pointing out where it lay against the curb.
"And look - that's definitely Frank's head" shouted the fourth, running after a slightly rounded object rolling down the street. "Frank, Frank," he cried picking it up. "Are you all right?"
Moral of the story. True sales professionals realize that in corporate life there will be casualties. Budget cuts, takeovers, and outright business failures mean that people will lose their jobs every day. Heads will roll.
But corporate life goes on.
You enter a company alone. You leave a company alone.
The company, especially if it's publicly traded, goes on. It's the corporate circle of life, the perpetual cubicle grindstone. If you think otherwise, give your head a shake! But not too violently. You wouldn't want to take yourself out of the game.
"Since everything is in our heads, we had better not lose them." - Coco Chanel
"Look," said the second insurance salesman, "That's Frank's arm!. I'd know that watch anywhere."
"I'm sure that's Frank's leg," said the third, pointing out where it lay against the curb.
"And look - that's definitely Frank's head" shouted the fourth, running after a slightly rounded object rolling down the street. "Frank, Frank," he cried picking it up. "Are you all right?"
Moral of the story. True sales professionals realize that in corporate life there will be casualties. Budget cuts, takeovers, and outright business failures mean that people will lose their jobs every day. Heads will roll.
But corporate life goes on.
You enter a company alone. You leave a company alone.
The company, especially if it's publicly traded, goes on. It's the corporate circle of life, the perpetual cubicle grindstone. If you think otherwise, give your head a shake! But not too violently. You wouldn't want to take yourself out of the game.
"Since everything is in our heads, we had better not lose them." - Coco Chanel
