The Breeders
By 6:55am this morning, nothing kind had come out of my mouth. It seems that in the hours between my getting into my room last night and leaving this morning, the lovely Residence Inn has been invaded by a gaggle of home-schooled freaks, their evangelical Christian parents all making their way to the Creationism Museum, that special place where Dinosaurs and Man live side by side. In the time it took me to ride the elevator from the 3rd floor to the lobby, I consciously felt my IQ drop 50 points.
We’ve been here 10 days and although the technical training is over for the most part, we’re putting it all together in theses roll-plays which if you’ve spent any time in sales, you know is a painful process whose value typically doesn’t extend far beyond the training process.
With only 5 women in the class, it was only a matter of time before the men in class whipped out their penises in an effort to be the alpha-dog. By 2:00 this afternoon a couple of the guys had come to fisticuffs and we got into mandated kumbaya. If there’s anything worse than being forced to roll play it’s being forced to bond with a group of people that you’d just as soon yak on by this point. Even the normally laid back Canadians have had enough.
Technically, we have 2 and a half days left which seems manageable, right? You’d think but after today, we still have 5 presentations to give. There’s really no telling.
You should have just come and worked with me. My company NEVER would have put you through all this!! Poor thing…..
We miss you!!!