For what it's worth
- Jan 30, 2016
Damn.Been in sales for the past 12 years. Always been the guy that the company could count on to wine & dine clients and carry the conversation with just about anyone I met. Since my daughter passed, I don’t want to talk to anyone. I don’t want to talk on the phone and try to communicate thru text as much as possible to avoid it. I’m sitting outside of a restaurant right now, trying to motivate myself into walking into this business dinner with a client I’ve known for 20 years. I don’t want to answer questions about how my family is doing. Selfishly, I don’t want to hear about theirs. All I want to do is be left alone and spend time with my wife and other daughter. I know this is what I signed up for, and get paid to do, but I dread it now.
So here I go. Two to three hours of putting on a smile and acting interested. Cant even get drunk because I have to host these guys in the office at 8am tomorrow for 6 more hours of bullshit.
Damn. Damn. Dammit.
Hugs. Real tight.