When you are in a good sales job, there's nothing better. Ya go around scarfing donuts and coffee, harassing jokers and clowns that severely need it (and are more than willing to reciprocate) - and the job rolls along.
When times go bad there is NOTHING worse. I love the owners of my company and if they weren't made from the same pile of shite I was - I would have left long ago. The best thing about the company I work for is that it's like working for WKRP in Cincinatti. The worst thing about it is that it's like working for WKRP in Cincinatti.
Sales have been flat. I was passing by Mammoet (the heavy lift crane guys) and figured I would drop in an insult Dan. Sorry Filthie - Dan was let go last year. FFS - I've known Dan for 14 years! Back in '04 he was a cod-gobbling Newfie fresh off the tater wagon from Newfieland. The first time we met we had a barn burning argument - he told me to shove my tools up my arse, he would never buy from us again, and I MAY have made some intemperate remarks about his ancestry and probable spiritual destination. We became fast friends for some reason - and I had the run of his shop. I expanded our sales there by hassling a few of the other foremen and Supers and soon a trip to Mammoet was a half-an-afternoon-affair. Today the parking lot's half empty, tumbleweeds blow through the forlorn yard, and the cranes are parked in rows by the dozen - mothballed. This province is gonna be on it's knees at this rate - and yet our socialist ditz of a Premiere and her cabinet of cocktail waitress/gay hipsters/union slobs just keep spending money like it's going out of style.
I got an email last week from the management proclaiming that my sales territory will be cut because we are hiring a 26 year old chickie to improve our dismal sales. I've had a few shouting matches with my national sales manager - he's a fuggin idiot and a company fixture - who seems to need a scapegoat for our branch's dismal sales.
It's time to leave. I am on Indeed.ca every day now, hoping that something breaks. I would like to get another job before I am punted from this one but she's probably going to be close. I've been here ten years now.
I'm one of these guys that gets squirrelly with unemployment. Some guys just take it in stride and go out for the UIC Ski Team or they go fishin' and can say to hell with the world. I gotta be working. I need to know a pay cheque is coming in, that money is going in the bank, that I am pulling my weight. In my family a man's expected to be a bread winner. Unemployment is hell on the old ego.
And yet, I am blessed with a good wife who understands. I've no debts, I have a little money, and I think I am still young enough to be employable - but who knows these days. Sometimes I am morose and depressed - other times I am objective and hopeful.
Sorry for being a stinker. Goddammit, who's in charge of the rude jokes around here? If anyone needs me I will be out foraging for off colour jokes, disgusting memes, and other uplifting trash! Will be back soon - I might stick my head down a toilet and flush a few times too.
Hope your 2018 is shaping up better than mine.