Showing posts with label service. Show all posts
Showing posts with label service. Show all posts

Thursday, September 20, 2012

Call Me... Maybe?



Sales calls… I HATE sales calls. I HATE sales calls, especially when I am at work, and I have made it VERY clear that my company does not need your business.

For example, months ago (and I mean like March) I downloaded a white paper on social media… I do this a lot, especially if I see a paper on something that sparks my interest, and I download it, print it and save it to read for a rainy day.

Well, within minutes of me downloading this white paper, I have a sales person from the company blowing up my phone. I give them credit – as a marketing and sales person, this was a strategic move. At that point I told him I appreciated his call, but clearly had not read this informational document yet, so I didn’t have any questions. But, I guess I opened the can of worms when I told him to give me a couple weeks, and feel free to follow up later. And he did. Every week since March, I have received a phone call or email “checking in” to see if I have read the white paper yet.

Guess what, it’s September, and I STILL haven’t read your damn white paper. I also haven’t read the six others it is sitting with in a pile! Every week I tell you, “No I haven’t read the paper. I WILL CALL YOU WHEN I DO, if I have any questions.”

But like habitual insanity, I get a call… every.freaking.week. Sometimes more than once a week. In fact, this morning he called TWICE before 9 a.m. Holy shit dude! I am annoyed. In my email replies to him I have noted that I’m not sure my company even needs your service. I basically just downloaded the document for my own educational interest. In 7 months, if you have not yet successfully converted me to a client, you are probably not going to do so. It is probably best for you to focus your energy on prospects that have an interest in your product.

Sales calls are the worst. And I suppose in our personal lives, we have managed to weed them out with the option of Do Not Call Lists and getting rid of home phone numbers. But dear god, please leave me alone at work.  But that’s just it… how desperate is this sales guy that he is willing to follow up with me every week for 7 months? The art of sales have changed over the years, as we all know. Email campaigns, viral marketing… and truthfully my company does a lot of this too. But when do you call it quits and throw in the towel on a “prospect?” How much is too much? I would feel awful bothering someone this much. I actually wonder how he feels about his job.

Anyway, I guess what I am trying to say is that day in and day out we are being pushed to buy a product or service. At times so much so that we become numb or annoyed with the situation, which turns us off all together. But what if we are missing out on something awesome, just because we have been turned off by their approach? Sometimes, subtle is better. Less is more. A little goes a long way… etc. Think about it.
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Monday, October 10, 2011

The Marines



This past weekend I had the honor of being in my husband's cousin's wedding. Her and I are wonderful friends and have been since my husband and I first started to date. A fellow Marine of my husbands was lucky enough to be the groom (I say it like I picked him out of a crowd) and so other Marines were invited to the wedding. It was such a great time, however this story is not about the wedding, but instead, about the Marines.

My husband and I met in college about a year after he had returned from his deployment overseas with the Marine Corps. He still had a couple of years left in his contract, so I had the pleasure of getting to become friends with some of his comrades. Let's just say they are all unique. I could go on and on with hilarious stories, but this posting is to tell you about the love of a Marine, and no, not towards me or the bride, but for each other. And not the Don't Ask, Don't Tell type of love either.

At the wedding, two full rows of pews were filled with Marines in their dress blues, looking as sharp as ever and the groom stood tall in his at the alter marrying the woman of his dreams. Directly after the ceremony, I watched all of the Marines walk outside and stand in formation waiting to do a ceremonial sword detail when the bride and groom walked out. It gave me the chills.

These Marines range anywhere in age from 21 to no older than 30 I would guess, who have been through a war and have seen all kinds of things that some don't even speak of. But what brought them together on Saturday's wedding was love.

There are all kinds of male groups that you could argue have great times together, whether it be the frat guys, sports guys or what have you, but I guarantee you have never met a more brotherly group of guys until you have met a group of Marines. They care for each other, through thick and thin, even though they may not have seen each other for weeks, months or some even years. At the reception, they all acted like it was just yesterday they were all together going through probably the hardest times of their lives.

I know my husband will make fun of me for this post, but he and his Marines have formed a bond that I am sometimes jealous about. I haven't been through what they have with any of my girlfriends and they will tell you nothing will come close to it either. Seeing them all together this weekend really brought the feeling of thankfulness that they are still with us, for their service and for their love. Because if a Marine didn't love, we would not be where we are today.
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