2 people literally verbal forcing me (in a polite way) to accept their requests for meetings with me tomorrow. They have proposals they want me to review. I couldnt say no when they are literally putting schedule on my book saying lets meet at 3 tomorrow.
I looked at them. Smiling yet wanting to say, " I get you the first time, and i think it sucks ass. You need to observe whole layers of market before come to me and request me to sit down with you. And hoping i will sign the approval to release money for this kind of proposal is simply dreaming awake. so no, i dont want to have meetings with you no matter how wide your smile is, and no matter how white your teeth are. and get this. I am actually sick of seeing that kiss ass smile."
Yet im finding myself nodding, and not saying anything. I dont have the heart to wipe that smile and to stop the continuous convincing effort even tho it virtually makes me ache and nauseous.
How do i make it stop....how do i make it stop...how do i make it stop...
*sigh*
"Fine. lets meet up at 3"
It worked. it stopped. That big wide teeth flashing smile stopped. The lame continuous convincing effort stopped. And i'm relieved. for now. At least the guy left. Leaving trace of that big wide nauseating smile behind, along with overly enthusiatic handshake.
I'm nauseous. Knowing that this relieve is temporary. I have to say no eventually. I have to say that these proposals would not work, even if you cry over it. I know it already. Picturing i'll be sitting across them tomorrow listening to such uninteresting proposals. Making a mundane conversation, and stretching fake smile. Fuck. This is an "insurance salesman experience" all over again.
Can i say no over the phone... Can i just say i have to be in urgent meetings tomorrow... Can i say....
....maybe i should just skip work tomorrow.
or maybe i should simply say the truth. No thank you, your proposals will not work with us. Smile. then close the book. Write it off. Make it gone.
Hm... simplest things are sometimes the hardest to say.
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