So my job-- I am a sales rep for a national motor freight carrier. It is the best job in the world. I LOVE my boss. He is the best ever. I have an amazing team of drivers here in San Antonio, that literally make my job easier than it already is. I earn a great salary. I have an expense account that i am MORE than encouraged to use, a company car (complete with gas and insurance) and cell phone that i can also use for personal use (I frequently drive to Houston to see V in that car).
Most of the time my job is easy. I see 10 customers a day and usually talk to about 5 on the phone. I work off a 20 day planner. I have to pat my self on the back because i got back a customer we lost a month ago, this past week. That felt good... That was hard work but at the same time fun. I enjoy solving peoples problems. I like helping them out, teaching them how do do things. I give people the power of knowledge. Usually it works smoothly. We do what we are supposed to and my job is great...
But sometimes things go wrong. And when i say wrong i mean FUCKING WRONG! We never can just slightly ding a pallet of merchandise. We have to completely FUCK it up. We have to stick a fork in it 10 times, throw it off the dock, split it into 2 pallets, re wrap it, re class it- so the final bill is 4 times the quoted amount and deliver it 10 days late because instead of going from Dallas to San Antonio- it was routed from Dallas to NYC, then lost in Chicago before being found on the dock and shipped to San Antonio.
Most of the time, i love my customers. I have my favorites- YES i play favorites. V obviously used to be my favorite because he was so cute. And when he left i said "You can't leave me because you are my hottest customer!" Russ- V's best friend has replaced him and he is hands down my favorite customer. Why favorite?? He is calm, gracious, respectful, loyal, never yells, always polite and he gives me lots of freight. He is an example of a dream customer, a customer every sales rep wants to have.
I do have the crazy customers. THAT makes the job fun and mmmmm- how can i put this--COLORFUL! I have this one customer Diane. In her desk she has a manual on how to give a blow job! She calls her boyfriend her "Freak". I swear i have no idea what his name is because she has never said it. She has a sex swing and i think one of my drivers has "seen" it... if ya know what i mean by "seen"... YECH
I have another customer Mike, who is lovely and my age. We actually graduated from high school together but didn't know each other. On our 1st lunch over Thai food, he told me about his weekend. He went hunting but had to come home early to fuck his wife because she was ovulating but because he was hunting far away he came home a little late, they got in a fight and didn't get to fuck. They have been trying for a baby... TM fuckin I. If i ever have to imagine him having sex again, i will seriously throw up that delicious food i just ate.
THEN i have the customer i hate to deal with. I have some i dislike dealing with because the creep me out but those i can handle... BUT what i can't deal with is when they treat me like i don't know what i am doing. When they treat me like i am a stupid young girl in a mans world. I have one customer- R. Every time i see him he is demeaning and acts as though i don't have any knowledge of the industry. Each time i meet with him, he says "Maybe this is a little over your head", "Maybe you should get your superiors involved" "Wait- do you even know what i am talking about because i don't know your back round.." THIS is my job, asshole. I do this every fuckin day.
I had to deal with him this past week. He basically wanted something my company currently is not licensed to do or prepared to do. FURTHERMORE, i think he is misinformed about a product he is looking to buy- but what do i know- I'm just a wittle gwirl. Either way, I spoke with my "superiors" and the head of the pricing department. BOTH said NO to his project. I told R's henchman the bad news. We are not licensed to do this at this time. No more than 5 minutes later one of his henchman called me and said "R would like to talk to the head of pricing directly." So i gave him the number and called the head of the pricing to give him a heads up, that this blowhard R would be calling him. I wonder if he is going to call R back?
Does he think that by bypassing me he is going to get his way?? The head of pricing is going to say the same thing i did. I know that if i was a man, he would not treat me like this. If i was older, he would think twice about asking me if i knew what he was talking about. AND he would trust that i conveyed his message to the best of my abilities to the correct people in my company and would give him a quick and honest answer. BUT because i am young and a woman in this male dominated industry, in his mind, i can not possibly do this.
Its really a shame that there are still people out there like that. What happened to equality? We are the next generation. We work hard and deserve respect. I understand that respect is earned but there is no need to outwardly disrespect me just because i am younger and a female-- ESPECIALLY when you want my help.
As my mom always said, " You kill more flies with honey than vinegar." I guess R's mother never taught him that.
PS-- R is ugly...
