Homeless men, AMAZING salesmen!
I have come to a conclusion. Homeless people are great sales men. (some just suck at it but some are amazing at it. ) Let me tell you a little story about how I came to this conclusion.
Yesterday I had orientation at a furniture store, West Elm. During this orientation they told us sales techniques. They taught us that we should start with a friendly conversation and talk about the person who we are trying to sell stuff to first. Every one likes to talk about them selves. They also told us to never give people an option to say no. for example: “Do you want the couch with the coffee table or with the side table?” See right there the person had to chose one or the other. Or “Do you want the red pillow or the yellow pillow?” No choice but to take a pillow, haha sucker.
After orientation I went to the train station to head home. I had about a 20 min wait for till my train came, so I sat down on a bench reading and listening to jams till my train came. While I was sitting there I noticed some one walk up and stand next to me. I couldn’t see them real well because I was looking at my book. After the man stood there for a while I looked up and took of my head phones. There was this homeless man (or maybe just a darn good hustler) standing there. He said “what are you reading?”
I replied” Blue like Jazz”
He then said a name and asked me if I knew who the guy was. I said no, apparently the guy he named was a jazz musician that could play sax and piano at the same time. But alas I don’t remember the name. Sorry. I then asked if he played any instruments. He said “No. but I have a joke.”
I was thinking ok, I guess this is the point where I say what’s your joke. So I did just that.
Homeless man “So what sits in a corner and gets around?”
I was expecting a dirty answer. But all the same I asked “what”, he had my attention.
Homes replied “a stamp”
I thought that was kinda witty. My new train waiting buddy proceeded to tell me about 4 more jokes. I don’t remember what they were but that’s ok. After he finished the jokes he began to ask me a question that I couldn’t say no to. He said “I’ve been eating out of the trash for the past few weeks, and up stairs there is a deal where I can get 5 chicken strips for 2.50, so can you give a brother some money.”
I couldn’t say no the way he just asked it. It wasn’t a I’m hungry I want money. No. Or a Please give me money. No. It was a Do you want me to eat trash or chicken fingers. So I looked in my bag and gave the brotha some money.
After he left I kinda laughed to myself realizing, that man would be an AMAZING sales man. I should have told him to try to get a job in sales. I could have hooked him up with some clothes. He followed all the things I learned that day in orientation. I should just chill with the homeless to get my sales techniques. Maybe I'll hit the streets again with my drum just come up with some sales technique. It was amazing.
So there you go. I hope this late blog posting was still satisfactory.
Next post I’ll tell you how I got the job!!! YEAH!
Yesterday I had orientation at a furniture store, West Elm. During this orientation they told us sales techniques. They taught us that we should start with a friendly conversation and talk about the person who we are trying to sell stuff to first. Every one likes to talk about them selves. They also told us to never give people an option to say no. for example: “Do you want the couch with the coffee table or with the side table?” See right there the person had to chose one or the other. Or “Do you want the red pillow or the yellow pillow?” No choice but to take a pillow, haha sucker.
After orientation I went to the train station to head home. I had about a 20 min wait for till my train came, so I sat down on a bench reading and listening to jams till my train came. While I was sitting there I noticed some one walk up and stand next to me. I couldn’t see them real well because I was looking at my book. After the man stood there for a while I looked up and took of my head phones. There was this homeless man (or maybe just a darn good hustler) standing there. He said “what are you reading?”
I replied” Blue like Jazz”
He then said a name and asked me if I knew who the guy was. I said no, apparently the guy he named was a jazz musician that could play sax and piano at the same time. But alas I don’t remember the name. Sorry. I then asked if he played any instruments. He said “No. but I have a joke.”
I was thinking ok, I guess this is the point where I say what’s your joke. So I did just that.
Homeless man “So what sits in a corner and gets around?”
I was expecting a dirty answer. But all the same I asked “what”, he had my attention.
Homes replied “a stamp”
I thought that was kinda witty. My new train waiting buddy proceeded to tell me about 4 more jokes. I don’t remember what they were but that’s ok. After he finished the jokes he began to ask me a question that I couldn’t say no to. He said “I’ve been eating out of the trash for the past few weeks, and up stairs there is a deal where I can get 5 chicken strips for 2.50, so can you give a brother some money.”
I couldn’t say no the way he just asked it. It wasn’t a I’m hungry I want money. No. Or a Please give me money. No. It was a Do you want me to eat trash or chicken fingers. So I looked in my bag and gave the brotha some money.
After he left I kinda laughed to myself realizing, that man would be an AMAZING sales man. I should have told him to try to get a job in sales. I could have hooked him up with some clothes. He followed all the things I learned that day in orientation. I should just chill with the homeless to get my sales techniques. Maybe I'll hit the streets again with my drum just come up with some sales technique. It was amazing.
So there you go. I hope this late blog posting was still satisfactory.
Next post I’ll tell you how I got the job!!! YEAH!
posted by chris at 3:01 PM
1 Comments:
hey! that's awesome! so have your classes started?
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