(I changed the name of the post after Stormser had that quote on Instagram and I thought it was appropriate. Thanks, girl!)
I just met with a media group who put all previous "marketeers" to shame. It was like a breath of fresh air: One guy. No gimmicks. Not a "Yes" man. No BS. Just succinct, direct, sincere business. (Harps playing.) He had a firm, business-like handshake. Maintained direct eye contact with the person speaking. Kept it real the whole time. Totally commanded confidence. Love it!
I would love to post the name of the company, but he is very intelligent and probably scours the net for reviews and he would immediately recognize the Desert Girl alter ego. (If you do happen to be that smart that you are reading this right now, I will promote the heck out of your company just from that one meeting! You go, boyyyyy.)
I am really impressed. (And, as we all know, I'm usually a negative sourpuss, so this kind of compliment is rare.)
Yesterday, I had a different sort of meeting. "Yes we construct aluminum stands. Yes we do social media. Yes we do...." (Ok, do I have to tell you the nationality of the car mechanic/brain surgeon/rocket scientist/marketing guru?) Sigh.
He brought along his lovely assistant, Pink Lips. That's all I saw when she walked in. There were like 2 miles of parallel pink lips. Somebody made a whole lot of money selling collagen that day. Pink Lips sized me up and decided she didn't like me. Is it my blondeness? Whatever it was, she didn't like. (BTW - me=customer, you=seller.) She talked OVER me and immediately started arguing. Then she brought up the fact that she's from Tunisia and speaks French (oh no she di' int!): Yes, she whipped out her French; Dropped dat Frenchbomb. OMG. "Oui, je suis de Tunis. Je parle Francais... yada yada blah blah bil Francais...." (Who CARES? Are you there for a date or for a meeting? WTF.) I didn't like Pink Lips very much. Maybe she didn't like it either when I asked her questions about their client list and how they would handle our account. You know.... the kind of "driving" questions that you actually need answers to during a meeting (Bring answers. Not pink lips.). Am I being bitchy again? Hmmmm. (Check this out, little girls.)
Je suis Desert Girl. Je suis de Virginia. Parle le pigeon Latin....
Both that company's e-mails and their (get this) website are full of grammar and spelling mistakes. Why would we want to play with them? Why, I ask you? Why?
Oh sorry. Did my negative sourpuss side come out again?
It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood. A wonderful day in the neighborhood. Won't you be my neighbor?
.... I've had too much sugar. Somebody give me my Ritalin.