The Traveling Salesman

Day 362:

Conor, there are two things in this world I'll advise you to never become; one being a lawyer, the other,  a salesman...  It's a tough living, Boy'O.  Certainly feast or famine.  And when things are good, they're really good... Though when they're bad, they can be the absolute dregs, Boy'O.  And today is one of those days...

I've been dragging a couple of would be customers along for some time now, Son.  Both happen to be in Florida and so I've been spending an awful lot of time down here, traveling to client sites.  And you know, that's not so bad!  I like to travel and be out in the World!  But what I'm engineering towards is a signed deal before the end of the year, and nothing can be more frustrating than having delay after delay because one person or another can't make a meeting, or availability is lacking, or a resource is sick, or whatever it is... And it's always something.

It's safe to say that just about every job you'll ever have is dependent upon somebody else doing their job just as well.  Though in sales it's a contrarian effort, because unless there's some unknown entity sitting on your prospect's neck to get something done, the people you're working with are also working against you.  Frustrating to say the least, but that's the job.

Like I've been standing on ceremony about the last few days, you just can't let it bother you, Boy'O.  There are much bigger things on the horizon, and those things are steeped in what life is all about; the good times, Son.  And we're gonna have 'em, Conor. We're going to have EPIC times.

I'm on standby for a flight out of Tampa tonight and hopefully I'll make it home... Fingers crossed.  And if so, I'll kiss you goodnight, Son.

I love you, Son.
-Dad