As everyone who has come within 100 yards of me knows, I started a new job this past April. It probably comes as no surprise it's a sales job, but I am selling something I use everyday; cars.
To say the journey into an industry that gets nothing but a bad wrap has been comfortable is a lie. It has been jarring at times. There is only one thing that identifies your weaknesses and that is a 100% commission job. My new career only depends on me. What someone sitting next to me is doing doesn't effect me one bit. My success and failure comes from one source. Me.
I have had great months and I have had months I cursed the Gods. Instead of cursing the Gods I needed to curse myself. "Look in the mirror" I told myself. November was a month I wish I could forget. Selling 4 cars was a terrible month. I didn't get paid. My ex-wife made more in the child support than I made wages that month. But I am working my ass off to bounce back.
I work for a great family, I work for a place I feel like I belong, I work in an industry I am excited about.
Motivation doesn't come from a manager, it has to come from within. I am right on the cusp of something big, but to get there I have to believe in myself. I have to trust the process. I have to struggle so when I "make it" what ever that means, I know how to appreciate it. I feel like I have struggled for every single year of my adult life, and maybe that struggle doesn't ever go away. Maybe it does.
Maybe I need to feel worthy of success.
This next year is going to rock. You all will have a front row seat. Wish me luck, because my success is a testament to your support through out these crazy years.
I thank you for everything.
And I wouldn't be a good salesman if I didn't mention; reach out to me should you or a friend need a new ride.
