A Salesperson’s Valentine’s Day


Beautiful poetry can move the soul.  But when I write about my beloved salespeople….not so much. 

Oh sweet Valentine , Oh love of mine,
Today is finally the day for you.
It’s the day this year I pledge to make
A start that’s all brand new. 

For I have heard your pleas to leave work
At work, and to please be more attentive.
That I must “let it go” when I get home
And stop obsessing over my incentive.

So now I promise I’ll shut it off
And stop saying those salesy things at night.
Like “What’s your preferred method of contact?”
For I guess unlike at work, at home it’s impolite.

 I’ll stop waking asking “Are you the decision maker?”
Disturbing you from your slumber.
I already know who’s boss, I really do
But it’s a darn helpful question to hit my number.

So today’s the day it all begins
Where I’ll stop trying to “overcome your objections”.
Where I’ll stop believing every “no” gets me closer to a “yes”
And where finally my love makes course corrections.

Today’s special, or so I’d like to think
For it’s the first day of a brand new me.
Though I just noticed the difference between today’s special
And Todays’ Special is, the slight move of an apostrophe.

Till next time,

Grow The Business.



A Salesperson’s Halloween Poem


Beautiful Poetry can lift the soul, make one weep inconsolably, inspire through a lifetime and especially around the Holidays, bring great strength and joy to all who read it.

When I write poetry about my beloved salespeople….not so much.  

A Salesperson’s Halloween

Oh Hallowed Eve, oh night of ghoul,
Your day is full shrieks and shrills.
But I’m thinking what trick or treaters really need
Is some help with basic sales skills.

A 3 foot tall, pillowcase toting Dracula
Squeaking out “Trick or Treat” is pretty weak,
It’s actually a cold call gosh darnit!
Yet no effort to get the neighbor to speak?

Wee Goblins, Witches and Headless Horsemen
Offer some scares but no sales approach.
Don’t we all want more candy? More upgrades?
Let me at em’, Let me coach!

So with a wicked twist on Trick or Treating
I’ll lead this effort as a hands-on leader
As I on this night, and finally for a change,
Will be a Treetee and not a Treater.

We’ve seen it before, the real tall ones
With the beards and even a cigarette dangling
Those arms outstretched as child pretenders,
Doing hardcore candy angling.

But being a middle aged sales pro, I’ll be different,
Use real sales skills and dress like Freddy Krueger!
I’ll either get oodles more candy and teach these kids,
Or end up in a cruiser.

Till next time, 

Grow The Business.