the start of a new week. myohmy how time flies, its already the end of march, soon it will be the end of the year, sooner it would be May and bangkok here i come! soonest, it would be my birthday! april8 ladies and gentlemen, do not forget!
the start of the week means that i have a gazillion things to do, and here i am at Dhoby Gaut Starbucks, waiting for my client to come down to provide me with a signature. hopefully today i will get 3 positive calls. i thought march was my month, but april would be better! already i have 10 appointments scheduled for the week, maybe minus 3-4 appointments that will be, without a doubt re-scheduled based on past experiences.. (yes, such is my luck, my apointees would bail out on me, but such is the nature of my job), couple that with a few more appointment that i hopefully will make tomorrow when i do my cold-calling. and tmrw i ‘ll be heading to the office in the early morn to submit cases. (yeah, it’s small cases, but it’s still significant! significant to the people and to me too, cause i really feel that i am helping them. plus, it’s always a stepping stone to something bigger!)
earlier today, i went to a new product training/lauch, which i must say is quite interesting and beneficial, i must say. a good door opener. i have thus decided to use that as my door opener. the fact that i dont have to carry alot of forms around to sell this product, is a plus plus, plus for me. hehehe. have you seen the size of my bag? it’s huge! if i have to carry more things around, i am pretty sure my shoulders would start crying and beg me to get replacement shoulders. actually, i realize that three quarters of the things i carry are unnecessary. HEH.
i’ve been passing around my namecards whereever i go. when i’m smoking at work, or just waiting around for clients/friends and people watching, i usually make an effort to at least pass around a namecard or two. apparently, i do that when i go clubbing too, though i must say, if the person had called me, i probably will not remember their names. i also give out my name cards to taxi drivers, since i take cabs often. and you know, more often than not taxi drivers will always talk to you. they will talk about anything and everything. and i usually open up and ask them about business and such. and soemtimes they even call me back, just to hear what services i am providing. (i’m talking about professional services as a planner okay, and not anything else okay.. dont go getting any ideas. =) )
a few weeks ago, i was having coffee with my boss and two other colleagues at Hans near my office. eventually there were 2 men at a table behind us, and they came over to borrow my lighter and an ashtray. after coffee, i took the opportunity, and gambled. gambled.. to talk to them. i went up to both the gentlemen and passed my namecard, explained what i do, and in the event that they need any financial services, they can give me a call. eventually, they got me to join them, and i spent half an hour just explaining what i did, and since they weren’t really interested in what i was saying (really, they were more interested in my lighter. apparently between the two of them, none had a lighter and they were heavy smokers.), i left the table and cleanly forgot about the short pre-approach.
later that night, i went to Screening Room and met ain and we went to party. yeah it was ladies night, and i was realy following the buzz. i was alright actually, but then i realised that since i havent clubbed in a loooong time, maybe i should just follow the buzz. hey, a girl should be allowed to let her hair down once in awhile. though i have a massive hangover the next day, i guess it was worth it. I BLAME THE FREE FLOW MARTINIS AT ARENA,
anyway, today after the product launch, i received a call from an unknown number, and he said that he met me on the night that i actually went drinking and he is interested in a savings plan. my mind totally went blank when he said that. I TOTALLY CANT REMEMBER MEETING SOMEONE AT A CLUB AND TALKING ABOUT INSURANCE. i mean i would remember, wouldnt i. wouldnt i? anyway i didnt, and i felt like an idiot. i was pretty much still trying to remember, and pride stopped me from asking him his name. OH MAAAANNNNNNNN. i so cant remember!
but lady luck happen to pass by, and he called me a few minutes later, to change the date of our appointment to tomorrow. eventually, i asked him how exactly i met him as i have to admit, i totally have no recollection! heh. apparently, he was one of the gentleman that i met at Hans, and he happened to see me that night near Clarke Quay, and he actually wanted to approach me but i look so high and happy, he didnt want to disturb me then. FINALLY, i remembered his name. so you see, it’s not that i was dead drunk, i didnt remember him simply because i didnt meet him while i was drinking!
but here’s a thought that is nagging me. is he only meeting me because of what he saw that night, or is it really genuinely because he is interested in a savings plan? i made plans to meet him at a restaurant.. and i’m really gonna be guarded on this one. i’m gonna give him the benefit of the doubt, but i dont want to get my hopes broken like what happened with Bob the Builder.
