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Ah, yes. Selling rubber duckies. That is exactly what we were tasked with in sales class today. (Though most of you reading this already knew that). My group of 4 decided to split up to get the most sales possible. My partner had the wonderful idea to visit professors in their offices to see if they would like to buy rubber duckies for the ducky derby. So that is exactly what we did, and man did those professors deliver. My partner knew that professors would be more likely to pay/donate a larger sum of money than college students because of their income levels. Having a higher income level allows the professors the freedom to allocate some of their funds to things that are not necessary, like this charity. College students, however, may not be able to justify spending money on something they do not get anything physical out of.

Anywho, enough about the monetary status of the student and professors and the wide gap among them. I fear my partner and I disregarded almost everything we have been learning about sales due to a lack of time and a need for mullah. (“Cash, cabbage, chedda cheez,” as Farkle from Girl Meets World puts it). Did we go down any pain funnels with the prospective buyers?! NO. Did we ask questions to dig deeper?! NO. Did we list everything about the product and look convincingly into the eyes of our potential buyers?! YES.

To be fair though, if we were to go down a pain funnel, we would have to dig deep into the topic of Cancer, which has caused pain in almost everyone’s life. I think it was mutually agreed upon not to go down that path. Not because we didn’t care, but because we were just selling rubber duckies for charity. Everyone cares about Cancer, but most people would probably prefer not to talk about it in a way that brings up painful memories.