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Confessions from an Insurance Salesmen
It's a little known fact that I used to sell Life and Health Insurance.
I'm a damn good salesmen. It was damn good money.
But, at the end of the day, I didn't feel like I had helped the world in any way. Every once in a while, I provided a desolate household with cheap health insurance and felt good, but more often I sold conversational time to old ladies and the hope of living longer to old men. The fact that I could walk into the home of a family on welfair on walk out with several hundred dollars in my pocket bothered me.
So, I quit.
It was over a year ago, but something which was said before I quit still bothers me. Once, I went up to my boss and asked him about the ethical implications of what I was doing. He looked me right in the eyes, smiled, and said:
That's a very young thing to say.
Trust me, you can cry your way all the way to the bank.
It's a job like any other job."
At the time, it struck a strange chord. Now, I find that phrase deeply disturbing."...you can cry all the way to the bank"! As if money is going to pad my ethics.
How bloody eerie!
Truely,
~Kigs
I'm a damn good salesmen. It was damn good money.
But, at the end of the day, I didn't feel like I had helped the world in any way. Every once in a while, I provided a desolate household with cheap health insurance and felt good, but more often I sold conversational time to old ladies and the hope of living longer to old men. The fact that I could walk into the home of a family on welfair on walk out with several hundred dollars in my pocket bothered me.
So, I quit.
It was over a year ago, but something which was said before I quit still bothers me. Once, I went up to my boss and asked him about the ethical implications of what I was doing. He looked me right in the eyes, smiled, and said:
That's a very young thing to say.
Trust me, you can cry your way all the way to the bank.
It's a job like any other job."
At the time, it struck a strange chord. Now, I find that phrase deeply disturbing."...you can cry all the way to the bank"! As if money is going to pad my ethics.
How bloody eerie!
Truely,
~Kigs
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