Going for a quick walk around the building at work to stretch my legs. 10am. Started thinking about my grandparents. Council bluffs, Omaha, Fremont, minneola, pickstown, wessington springs. Spearfish, rapid city. Iowa, Nebraska, South Dakota. I spent so many years hungry for adventure. To know what was around the bend. I seldom stop to remember where I was. Where I came from. Nice to remember my grandparents. My brother and I were close to them growing up. We enjoyed going over to there house. Playing Yahtzee and skunk on school breaks when we were in college. Nice to have a different emotion and feeling about something else
Addendum 11:45am I knew my paternal grandfather more than my maternal. Actually I barely knew my maternal grandfather. They lived in Indiana and then he moved to Maryland before he died. I was 5. My mom doesn’t speak highly of him. Not that he was a bad guy. I don’t think she thought much of him as a father. But the way he approached his career is more like me. He would only stay four years or less in a calling. My mom was born in Michigan, moved to Illinois then Oklahoma, Missouri and Kentucky. By the time she finished college her parents moved to Indiana. Of course he was in ministry. I was in sales.
For the record I don’t miss sales at all. And frankly see the time as doing it as subjecting myself to abuse. I learned from my time in sales. Throw the pressure on them. Our referral volume has shrank. But I am not owning it. I sent a message to my boss and the area sales person the reasons we are slow and what we are doing. But I made it clear that the responsibility is on the sales manager and we expect his help. It only took a decade of setting myself up to be the fall guy to learn that.