Everyone in the office thought it would be a great idea to get back to basics... and meet our customers in their natural environment. However, circumstances played out, I found my self alone in the cleaning aisle this morning at Spargs Mall, Beacon Bay, hawking our cleaning cloths.
The people of Beacon Bay were actually pretty hospitable... I'd usually rank promoters alongside tele-sales marketers. I tried to avoid being that guy, and even pre-warned one man by doing an exaggerated tip toe move with my arms out like a t-rex, incase he thought I wasn't about to pounce. He seemed to appreciate the warning. He bought a pack of cloths.
Some people, so eager to avoid me refused to make eye contact, instead looking away as they passed. Too bad for them I was at an isle end. A number of them ended up t-boning geriatric shoppers with their trolleys. Small joys of the in-store promoter.
I kept a scorecard of packs sold on my hand.
