i suppose i should always take it as a compliment when people visit me at my place of work and ask me to make a career change and work for whoever it is they are working for. but more often than not, they are just trying to move me in to another shitty sales position that would make me want to take my own life five days out of the week and wear suits. yuck.
so, when this douche bag came in yesterday and tried to recruit me to sell health supplements for this “new line of products”, i guess i came off as a little abrasive.
“i mean, without sounding like a jerk, there are supplements and then there are supplements. what you guys sell here are just supplements,” he said.
“wow. sounds pretty similar,” i answered with a hint of sarcasm.
“the products that we are producing, the astronauts are taking them in to space with them,” he threw in.
“really? hmm. they take monkeys in to space. and that one time, lance bass was almost taken in to space. i am sure they take a lot of things in to space with them, but we are not about to sell monkeys here,” i said with a shit-eating smile on my face.
he looked at me like he had no idea what i was talking about. and frankly, i had no idea what i was talking about. all i knew was that i didn’t want to work with/for this douche bag and i was ready for a margarita. take those “new” supplements and launch them in to Uranus, Mr. NASA.