Post by Mark on Sept 9, 2016 20:23:02 GMT -5
I worked for a DS Max company back in 2006. I would be there at 7am and most if not, all employees were already there living the "dream." That dream of broken promises which I would later find out. I was not there that long, about a month in a cult. It was crap and I felt bad for many of the employees and many of the managers. We all were there fresh faced and looking to make it big. Some were there for a couple of years, with the promise in a year or two, we will have our own offices and own employees to train. I was bought in through craigslist and hired by someone named Mike and Mike. One was a player with the ladies that I envied and the other was the Average Joe with Average struggles.
Our office was shared with another company. They worked at sporting events. They had some beautiful girls who could see a used condom. They would be fine as women will always find a beta male provider. But the struggle really belonged to the men who had to use their brains and charm to sell.
The first day they bought you on board to see how you did, but I was horrible but I think my managers just wanted to make the grade and get his own offices. He could smell the rich lifestyle that was promised. Looking back I feel bad for Average Joe Mike. Good guy and great at selling but was so wrapped up in the cult. The other Cool Mike was going to be moving to Syracuse as someone who was a manager got her own office up there and needed help. So after 2 weeks Mike left and disappeared but I picked up that the job was not that bad. He was a nice guy and picked up girls on a whim while working. I wish him the best and I hope he did not kill himself working for this sham. They were so much more dedicated than me and I was so disenfranchised. I went to college and was destined for greatness, now I was selling, I mean helping people buy and donate to Toys for Tots. The toys went back to the company and so did the profits. Every morning those managers would be there setting up gear and I was arriving later and later as this nuts was making me crack.
Yes we had to up-sell and sell garbage Toys pretending we were doing good, but most if not all were in denile that we all had nutsty job. We would stand in single digit cold days selling and selling and by 6-7 it was time to go home. But it was painful, imagine standing for 11 hours a day yelling, buy our nuts and feel sorry for those poor kids. But I was on my way out. I was disheartened and it was really due to my laziness and the fact I was not a go getter, I couldn't cut it. After it was over, I left and never looked back. I saw them a couple of years later, a new guy selling outside of JC Penny and I mentioned toys for tots, you should leave. He asked me why and I said it just is not worth it. A week later I ran into that same guy and said again you should leave, then he said "You couldn't cut it." I smirked and walked away. I am sure that guy is at McDonald's hopefully a manager. I hold no grudges for his comment. I am sure he went to his manager, explained what I looked like and what I said and they indoctrinated him with up-selling and being part of a team.
Average Joe Mike I never saw till August 2016. I went to the Applestore in Roosevelt Field Mall and saw someone who now had grey hair. Mike would be in his late 30's by now, but I never said anything to him. He went to the backroom but quickly took a glance at the corner of his eye to verify it was me. That confirmed that it was Average Joe Mike. He was now bigtime. He was now a manager or one of the head associates at the Applestore.
Our office was shared with another company. They worked at sporting events. They had some beautiful girls who could see a used condom. They would be fine as women will always find a beta male provider. But the struggle really belonged to the men who had to use their brains and charm to sell.
The first day they bought you on board to see how you did, but I was horrible but I think my managers just wanted to make the grade and get his own offices. He could smell the rich lifestyle that was promised. Looking back I feel bad for Average Joe Mike. Good guy and great at selling but was so wrapped up in the cult. The other Cool Mike was going to be moving to Syracuse as someone who was a manager got her own office up there and needed help. So after 2 weeks Mike left and disappeared but I picked up that the job was not that bad. He was a nice guy and picked up girls on a whim while working. I wish him the best and I hope he did not kill himself working for this sham. They were so much more dedicated than me and I was so disenfranchised. I went to college and was destined for greatness, now I was selling, I mean helping people buy and donate to Toys for Tots. The toys went back to the company and so did the profits. Every morning those managers would be there setting up gear and I was arriving later and later as this nuts was making me crack.
Yes we had to up-sell and sell garbage Toys pretending we were doing good, but most if not all were in denile that we all had nutsty job. We would stand in single digit cold days selling and selling and by 6-7 it was time to go home. But it was painful, imagine standing for 11 hours a day yelling, buy our nuts and feel sorry for those poor kids. But I was on my way out. I was disheartened and it was really due to my laziness and the fact I was not a go getter, I couldn't cut it. After it was over, I left and never looked back. I saw them a couple of years later, a new guy selling outside of JC Penny and I mentioned toys for tots, you should leave. He asked me why and I said it just is not worth it. A week later I ran into that same guy and said again you should leave, then he said "You couldn't cut it." I smirked and walked away. I am sure that guy is at McDonald's hopefully a manager. I hold no grudges for his comment. I am sure he went to his manager, explained what I looked like and what I said and they indoctrinated him with up-selling and being part of a team.
Average Joe Mike I never saw till August 2016. I went to the Applestore in Roosevelt Field Mall and saw someone who now had grey hair. Mike would be in his late 30's by now, but I never said anything to him. He went to the backroom but quickly took a glance at the corner of his eye to verify it was me. That confirmed that it was Average Joe Mike. He was now bigtime. He was now a manager or one of the head associates at the Applestore.