Saturday, November 24, 2018
Never be what you despise for money. I tried being a salesman... and was quite good at it. But there was something about it that made me feel cheap, petty, and odorous. In order for me to maximize my efforts toward more cash, I had to sell inferior products we bought at nothing. If I sold the good stuff, the place and myself couldn't make anything. I had to use half truths and full lies every day at work and then every night after work it would be beers and more beers and sex and beers and more sex. It was a vicious cycle and it threw me astray into the abyss chilling over at Satan's house (negative influences, people with dark vibes). I never liked salesman simply because I know going in they are completely full of shit... but I know they have to make a living and somebody has to pay for their drinks so....
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