I don’t even know how much I got paid today, simply because I haven’t looked. Yet, I knew I had enough to go grocery shopping – and that feels awesome (:
I joined the warehouse club where everything comes in 20-packs and I am slowly buying the items that everyone needs to run a household: toilet paper, kitty litter, microwave popcorn, coffee beans, etc.
It’s not like shopping in Israel shuk but it still feels good to be independent.
Shopping for Shabbes. Three liters of wine (:
I have been joking about it with my coworkers all week, but I never in a million years would have predicted that I would be where I am, selling used appliances in a strip mall, and it’s okay. I don’t mind. In fact, it’s kind of a nice surprise. I am honing/improving my sales skills and oddly enough, I think my entire sales staff has PTSD. All of them!
We are a good fit, for the most part – which allows me to stay positive and work on my self-esteem.
I’m still too soft to be awesome at sales because I do not like feeling rejection, but I am learning not to care and to understand that the rejection isn’t personal. Maybe the customer just wants a better dishwasher? It’s not that I, Rivka, am being rejected. Still, I’m too honest for real sales. First prize will always be held by the narcissists of this world who have no scruples and no boundaries. No, I prefer to build relationships. In any case, I made it through 2 more weeks and I got PAID! hehe