Pete McCluskey.
Lifetime Supporter
For all who have made sales calls.:thumbsup:
A FEW GOOD SALESMEN
Sales: "You want answers?"
Finance: "I think we are entitled to them!"
Sales: "You want answers?!"
Finance: "I want the truth!"
Sales: "You can't handle the truth!!!"
Sales (continuing): "Son, we live in a world that requires revenue. And
that revenue must be brought in by people with elite skills. Who's
going to find it? You, Mr. Finance? You, Mr. Operations? We have a
greater responsibility than you can possibly fathom. You scoff at the
sales division and you curse our lucrative incentives. You have that
luxury. You have the luxury of not knowing what we know: That while the costs of business results are excessive, it drives revenue. And my very
existence, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you, Drives REVENUE!
You don't want to know the truth because deep down in places you don't
talk about at staff meetings ... you want me on that call. You NEED me
on that call! We use words like upgrades, another round, top-shelf,
medium-rare, on-the-rocks, cabernet, Cohiba and foursome. We use these
words as the backbone of a life spent negotiating something. You use
them as a punch line! I have neither the time nor the inclination to
explain myself to people who rise and sleep under the very blanket of
revenue I provide and then question the manner in which I provide it. I
would rather you just said "thank you" and went on your way. Otherwise
I suggest you pick up a phone and make some sales calls. Either way, I
don't give a damn what you think you're entitled to!"
Finance: "Did you expense the lap dancers?"
Sales: "I did the job I was hired to do."
Finance: "Did you expense the lap dancers?!"
Sales: "You're goddamn right I did!"
A FEW GOOD SALESMEN
Sales: "You want answers?"
Finance: "I think we are entitled to them!"
Sales: "You want answers?!"
Finance: "I want the truth!"
Sales: "You can't handle the truth!!!"
Sales (continuing): "Son, we live in a world that requires revenue. And
that revenue must be brought in by people with elite skills. Who's
going to find it? You, Mr. Finance? You, Mr. Operations? We have a
greater responsibility than you can possibly fathom. You scoff at the
sales division and you curse our lucrative incentives. You have that
luxury. You have the luxury of not knowing what we know: That while the costs of business results are excessive, it drives revenue. And my very
existence, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you, Drives REVENUE!
You don't want to know the truth because deep down in places you don't
talk about at staff meetings ... you want me on that call. You NEED me
on that call! We use words like upgrades, another round, top-shelf,
medium-rare, on-the-rocks, cabernet, Cohiba and foursome. We use these
words as the backbone of a life spent negotiating something. You use
them as a punch line! I have neither the time nor the inclination to
explain myself to people who rise and sleep under the very blanket of
revenue I provide and then question the manner in which I provide it. I
would rather you just said "thank you" and went on your way. Otherwise
I suggest you pick up a phone and make some sales calls. Either way, I
don't give a damn what you think you're entitled to!"
Finance: "Did you expense the lap dancers?"
Sales: "I did the job I was hired to do."
Finance: "Did you expense the lap dancers?!"
Sales: "You're goddamn right I did!"
