After working as a promoter for two days, my legs are useless

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I went to Haorunjia Supermarket for promotion on the weekend. I sell milk, and the salary is not high, only 105 a day. ——120 yuan, very demanding, including weekly wages, wearing flesh-colored stockings, a mask, wheat, and hawking.

I'm not particularly short of money, so I don't care about the salary. I just want to challenge the promotion job. So I went.

On the way there, I was very nervous and my legs were shaking. The weather was very good that day. When I got off the bus, the sun hit my face. It was very warm. The warmth of the winter sun was so pleasant and beautiful. The earphones played Zhang Xuan's "Baby", and the sound was very delicate, as if it was crisp to the bone. I was suddenly filled with strength.

When I arrived at the supermarket and stood next to the shelf of Yili Plant Selected Soybean Milk, I began to be afraid again. Chang Xiu taught me to change into work clothes, put on a mask and wheat, and then she went to sell, selling three items in a row. Pieces of Anmuxi.

I stood there, like an orphan, out of tune with the surrounding environment.

Chang Chu is a very nice person. He came to chat with me after he was busy. He said that it was really embarrassing to shout out at the beginning, but as a sales person, you must rely on your words. If you don’t shout, how can you attract others to buy? Your stuff. You have to be open-minded when doing sales and you have to be open-minded as a person, otherwise when you grow up, it will be difficult to behave in society.

Changchun worked the morning and evening shifts and went back around 12:00 noon. I waited there for someone to take over before eating. I only had one hour of rest.

After Changxi left, I began to let go of my timidity and tried my best to speak. At first, I could only speak bluntly: "Oxygen-isolated grinding is more fragrant, plant nutrition is healthier, baking technology, isolation Oxygen grinding, plant protein, non-GMO. Everyone is welcome to come and buy it.”

After ten minutes of persistent selling without anyone noticing, someone finally bought my milk and bought a box of Anmuxi. , I was ecstatic. Just like when I was a kid, I got first place in the class in the exam, which made me happy for several days.

I dared to speak even more, and I dared to say anything, "Don't miss it when you pass by. Opportunities don't come every day. Today is the last day. Come and buy. You will get free gifts when you buy. , if you buy something, you get a gift.”

Although I am very happy because my efforts have paid off, that is, someone bought my milk, I am also very tired, my legs are very sore, but I can’t knead it. My legs, because there would be inspections by leaders, and they would report to superiors if they found out they were doing small things at work, and they would also have to take pictures, so I kept suppressing it.

Finally someone took over. I took off my work clothes and felt hungry. The sun was strong and the wind was strong outside the supermarket, but there seemed to be no room for me.

I comforted myself:

"Child, no one is willing to listen to your suffering. God is too busy and mankind is too tired. In the dead of night, I will drink with your tears. Go down. "

In fact, I don't have any hardships. I don't have to worry about food and clothing. I just want to challenge myself and experience more things that others have not experienced.

The supermarket does a lot of business in the afternoon because there are a lot of people. Most people sleep until noon and then go out to shop. "So rich! What a comfortable life." (I thought in my heart)

I hawked even more vigorously, but in a big forest where there are all kinds of birds, there will be many people who won’t look down on you. If you give them a taste, many people will sneer at it, as if they are trying to force you to take medicine. I will definitely feel a little uncomfortable.

Changchou said to me very gently, "This is a normal phenomenon. When you are hawking, you have to act by ear and see who looks like a milk buyer, who is deliberately causing trouble, and who doesn't know how to do it." Those who obviously won’t buy it, but you give them a try, but it’s a waste of milk and a waste of time.”

Long-term promotion is indeed a long-term promotion, and many details can be controlled. very good.

I began to figure out how to sell more milk without fear of embarrassment.

When I see children, I will give them a sample bottle, ask them softly if it tastes good, who are I going to the supermarket with, and if I want to ask my mother to bring some milk home.

When I see young people, I will deliberately amplify my voice and not take the initiative to approach them, because they are generally resistant to strangers. So, if they want to buy milk, from your hawking sound. After hearing what they want to hear, they will come back to listen to you and ask you what your specific offer is.

When I see elderly people, I will call them young people, "Uncle, auntie, do you want to buy milk? Let's get a discount. Let's take it home for my grandson to drink tomorrow." No problem." Because the local uncles and aunties in Changsha are generally more open-minded and have serious problems with plastic surgery. If you talk to them about plastic surgery, you will get closer. It is also better to sell milk, push the milk to them, say the date is very fresh, and put out what they want to hear most. The effect is not bad.

When I got home at night, I soaked my feet, and found that I didn’t even have the strength to climb into bed. Under the quilt, I wanted to cry because I was really tired.

I didn’t even want to go the next day, but giving up halfway is definitely not my personality.

Gritting my teeth, I insisted on going the next day, but I had lost the timidity I had on the first day, hawking became more natural, and my face became thicker and thicker. Facing other people’s indifference, I You can also laugh it off.

Our competitor is Mengniu. They have launched a "buy one, get one free" campaign. If you buy a box of Deluxe, you will get a box of pure yogurt for free, and it only costs 66 yuan. Business is booming. We were immediately at a disadvantage, so our business was bleak for a while. Their buy-one-get-one-free campaign finally came to an end this afternoon, and our opportunity came. Later, we sold very well.

Changxi felt that I got started quickly and hoped that I would go to work next week.

This is also an affirmation for me. I'm still very happy. But I won’t go, because this experience is enough once.

I was a little hypoglycemic when I was about to eat in the afternoon. Because I stood for a long time, I didn’t eat breakfast, I didn’t bring water, and my mouth was dry. Standing next to the goods, I almost fainted, my face was red and my legs were sore and swollen.

I endured the pain and finished the last shift. I finally ended my two-day part-time job. The bus came very late that night. I was in the cold wind and could only put my hands in my pockets because there was no Someone to accompany you. I never like to suffer misfortune, and of course I don’t want to tell others about it. So I got on the bus and started the half-hour journey back to the dormitory.

Tonight, the dormitory was empty, and they all went to work part-time jobs. I was a little scared of the deserted environment, so I locked the door, took a shower, and blew my hair.

I touched my hair and found that it was very dry, dark yellow, and had no nutrition. It turned out that I had been treating myself badly for so long.

I soaked my feet and found that they were swollen. I climbed into bed with difficulty and was in so much pain that I couldn't sleep. The next morning, although I woke up at six o'clock on time, I couldn't get up because my legs couldn't move and were sore and swollen, which was even worse than at night.

My friends laugh at me for working too hard, yes! I really worked too hard. If I didn't do the promotion, maybe my legs wouldn't hurt. I also had a happy weekend. I was judged by the school's top 100 learning experts, and I could go home and find the certificate of award.

Today is Wednesday, and my legs are getting worse day by day. It hurts so much that I can’t sleep. Am I getting old?

It’s okay, isn’t life just for experience?

Maybe I will challenge different part-time jobs and different projects, but I will not regret it every time.

Because I always think

"As long as someone does a profession, it must be necessary for its existence."

Come on, good girl Shining brightly! Look, the sun has risen again. Feet, are they feeling much better?