The Man in the Mirror
Even though I’m a firm believer that only dead fish go with the flow, I’ll hop on the latest blogging bandwagon and ring in the final post of the semester…
Even though I’m a firm believer that only dead fish go with the flow, I’ll hop on the latest blogging bandwagon and ring in the final post of the semester…
Last Tuesday, I found myself bored out of my mind because I had to sit still at a table in the SAC selling tickets for five hours… Those of you…
Watch This: But don’t do that at home. Or in class. Or anywhere. Ever. Pretty straightforward right? I gave you a clear path to follow – and hopefully you did…
A couple of weeks ago, I had the opportunity to talk to my dad’s second cousin (no idea what relation that is to me), who is a sales rep for…
Thus far in class, we’ve been contrasting the old version of sales: With the new version of sales: (that’s supposed to be empathy, by the way) But what if I…
I love a good commercial. The Nike ads always inspire me, the Coke ads always make me happy, and who doesn’t love the adorable little Budweiser puppy? But recently, I’ve…
In the Lagerquist household, setting foot (or ski) on the slopes of Boyce Park was an important rite of passage. When you were five or so (or as soon as…
The modern-day salesman is a talented person. He must not only be an expert on his product, but also an expert on reading and relating to people. But how do…
I detest talking on the phone. I hate how I can’t see the other person, read their body language, or make eye contact. Even when I talk to relatives who…
My summer routine is pretty simple: eat, coach tennis, eat, coach more tennis, eat, crash on the couch, repeat. If spending six days a week surrounded by kids under 12…