Today marks exactly six months since I began my job as a used car salesman. It's a tougher job than I expected at the pay level, involving several job roles performed simultaneously. I always joke that I'm a salesman who also works at a call center and as a lot technician and at a helpline. The demands are great; there isn't much time to catch your breath or take more than a minute or two to yourself. If you're not with a customer, you're on the phones. If there's a lot job to be done, drop the phones and get it done, then get right back on the phones. 50 calls a day is what's expected, never mind that a sale takes, on average, three hours from start to finish!
Diary of a used car salesperson
We moved back into the dealership. It had been under renovation since literally the day I started and I spent the first 4 months of the job working out of a cramped, shitty temporary trailer. Now I have a nifty adjustable desk, a break room with a full size fridge, toilets that aren’t operated via pump, and SPACE! So much space. I don’t feel like customers are one leg twitch away from an HR violation any more. It’s a nice, professional feeling.
Hello again.
I haven't been posting as regularly as I've intended when starting this, partially because of the demands of the job, partially because sometimes there's not really much to talk about. I'm the type of person who can best string thoughts into sentences when struck by a bolt of inspiration; otherwise, my default form of communication is a less descriptive style along the lines of "hello my name is carshark and today I sold a car good and it made me feel happy :)"
But do read on. Let me fill you in.
Today was a slow day, one spent following up on the 100+ leads we have to pester with calls and texts every day, letting the new guy (which I no longer am) shadow us, and generally collaborating while bullshitting among ourselves. The day started out mild, but the clouds rolled in in the afternoon.