Archive for April, 2009

No mail for you!- Thursday tip

Thursday, April 30th, 2009

Remember the Soup Man from the television sitcom? Piss him off and it was “NO SOUP FOR YOU!”

Yesterday and the day before, I left my mailbox empty handed. No mail for Nowell. None. Zip. Nada.

Not a bill, not a birthday card, not an advertisment. Well, not completely empty handed because I did get my monthly issue of Wired Magazine on Tuesday and Rangefinder on Wednesday. Other than that, nothing came. Wow. I cannot remember two “slow news days” in a row.

I think that we have a real opportunity here. If my mailbox is bare then I’m sure that many others are, too. That means that people who do mailings have a very reasonable shot at being uppermost in the mindshare when mail comes.

There are dozens of ways to get in front of prospects and customers. Try a real mail piece and see if it works for you.

Happy Selling!

nowell

Learning new tricks

Saturday, April 18th, 2009

April 18, 2009

I recapped my work resume last night, while standing in the shower. Since water is scarce, showers last about five minutes these days. Therefore, a recap has to be short, sweet and to the point, similar to a good sales pitch. The title, “35 Jobs and I Never Worked a Day in my Life,” applies to history, not to reality.

“That was then. This is now.”

Back then, (until a few months ago) I lived by the axiom, “Doing what you love isn’t work.” From the first paycheck received at 13 years of age by Ed Bartozek, the owner of Bresler’s 33 Flavors Ice Cream Store in Hubbard Woods until the last paycheck received in 2008 from Tom Mertz, President of TradeNet, every day has been an adventure in a job I’ve enjoyed.

With the economy’s fluctuations, I find myself walking in unfamiliar territory, mapping the uncharted waters of my personal job river and feeling adrift in the professional world at the young age of 58. I’ve been “working” at a job for the first time in decades. It is alternately terrifying and exhausting.

Don’t get me wrong…I’m happy to be still be drawing a paycheck, albeit smaller than ever, unlike many of my friends with too much time on their hands waiting in the unemployment line. This is not a rant or complaint. It is the strangled, anguished cry of a lost soul, an “oldbie” in a “newbie” life.

After 45 years of work and (by inaccurate count) 35 different jobs, I find myself having to learn how to be a brave salesman in a New World. My education seems to be more rapid than in years past, perhaps because the stakes are higher (mortgage, car payment, grandchildren’s college fund, etc.) and the downside risk is, too. However, it has to be fast because the world has changed since I first picked up a real, hard sided briefcase (anyone remember those?) and eagerly charged into my first elevator, in a suit and tie, with highly shined shoes, ‘way back in 1974.

I find myself in 2009, in the age of Twitter, Facebook, My Space, Text Messaging, IM, and the realities of ’20 something buyers who don’t want to speak with any human being, be they salespeople, parents or grandparents. This is really “WORK.”

It’s a little daunting and it isn’t fun yet. I’m learning and hope it’s gonna be all right.

Happy Selling!

PYW WAP

Monday, April 13th, 2009

What’s a PIE WHAP anyway?

Away back in 1977, I was sitting across from my buddy Bruce at the Denny’s in Mt. Prospect, Illinois. It was 7:15 am and Rose had just dropped off our coffee and left with our usual order.

We were salesmen and started several days a week at Denny’s getting ourselves ready for the daily rejection like a football team gets ready for a game. We thumped each other on the back, pulled out our appointment books and banged our heads against the table while shouting “Let’s GO!” (or something more quiet and appropriate for the venue).

Bruce was (and still is) the most organized and disciplined salesperson I have ever met. He spent many a morning drilling the PYWWYP (pronounced “pie whap”) principle of sales into my head. It is a simple concept rooted in discipline and human nature.

Most salespeople are solo warriors. We are turned loose on the world to sink or swim, rise or fall, succeed or fail, or any number of other cliché’s that describe people for whom the job is not defined by the task. We are judged solely on results. The “how” we achieve those results is largely irrelevant as long as the means are not immoral or illegal. Bruce taught me that using the PYWWYP system keeps us focused on the “how” and frees us by enforcing a method for success.

Plan Your Work. Work Your Plan.

“Pie Whap.” If that sounds simple, it is. If you follow the simple steps (there are only two) you will achieve more success in selling than with any other theory, method, teaching or concept. How do I know? Well, because I’ve done it before and I’m doing it again.

I just completed putting my entire week’s call list into my Outlook calendar. I have 36 calls to make this week and I can stop worrying that the recession will cause depression because of indecision or inaction. I have a plan. I can work the plan. In fact, I will work the plan.

End of lesson. Gotta go sell some stuff! Viva PIE WHAP!

As always, “Thanks Bruce.”

Happy Selling!
ncw

Wednesday Tip

Wednesday, April 1st, 2009

Wanna get in the proper mood for the daily rejection?
Before you read the headlines, before you check your stock prices, before you review your financials, read a comic or cartoon that makes you laugh. Pick one or two reliable ones. Look them up in the paper or on line before doing anything else. Now, get RELENTLESSLY POSITIVE and take on the day. Happy Selling!