cheap flights lyricsWearing my best suit, clutching 25 copies of my resume and flat broke, I approached the Xerox booth at the SF Job Fair. They were the big blue- chip firm at the fair and had the longest line in the hall. I left to visit the other company booths until the Xerox line died down, then stepped up to take my shot.
I looked the sales manager in the eye, shook his hand and handed him my resume. He looked me and my suit up and down, then said, “Why do you think you could work at Xerox?” No doubt that question had thrown a lot of people back on their heels, causing plenty of bowing and scraping throughout the day.
But I was having none of that. I reached into my pants, hoisted my balls onto the table and replied, “Why would I want to work for Xerox? I’m a closer, and everywhere I’ve worked, I’ve made people money. What would Xerox do for me?”
That’s all it took. He handed me his business card and said, “Call me first thing Monday morning.” He hired me Monday afternoon.
I learned three important things in my time as a Sales Rep for Xerox:
- I was not cut out for life in a huge multinational corporation
- My title of “Reproduction Specialist” was very misleading
- You can’t manage results – you can only manage activities