So at work, every Friday we send out reports to our clients to let them know how their accounts are performing. I had been having a bad afternoon, because I apparently put the wrong telephone number in an ad for one of my new clients (oops). I'm usually very careful about that, but I'm human and sometimes dyslexic. ;) They ended up spending $26 on that ad, and made a big deal out of it. Anyway, so I have like 7 accounts, and I only actually enjoy working on three of them. Of those three, I had sent a report out, and he responded 20 minutes later with this:
April - Your reports are giving me confidence that I have never had at {my company's name}, and for the first time (no offense intended), I feel as though my money is, without question, being spent wisely. Your clear explanations and insight, as well as the points you bring up and the ideas you have, make me feel as though my account is being paid attention to like never before. Thanks for that. I now look forward to the stats and the reports, and am even more inspired to work at my end to create more compelling site design and content in an effort to continue to turn more clicks into conversions.
As much as I dislike my job/the company I work for, this made up for my bad day (though I do kind of have to take his compliments with a grain of salt, as he's apparently high all the time--he sells herbs and such). I logged the e-mail into our CRM program, and everybody seems to be making a big deal out of it. The company gave me two $5 gift cards to HEB (local grocery store). Not much, but it's a nice gesture. My team lead's boss also sent me a "thank you" e-mail. My team lead, however, doesn't seem to be altogether happy aboutit. (This used to be his account.) He keeps making remarks that sound nice on the surface, but have a jealous undertone. Oh well. He's a big baby.
So, Cory (distant cousin or something) and I finally got in touch. I think we're going out to lunch on Wednesday. Hopefully we can hang out some... I need to find some more friends.
Speaking of friends, I hung out with a girl from work named Meghan on Friday night. She's pretty awesome. We're SO much alike, it's weird. We have the exact same thoughts about our team lead--like the fact that he's a drama queen and thinks every little thing that goes wrong = end of the world. We crack each other up during work... makes it a little more bearable to go in every morning. Anyway, we went to a bar called Sherlocks and hung out with two of her friends. One is her roommate/ex-boyfriend (weird, but not awkward between them). We were talking earlier about job dissatisfaction and what we really want to do with our lives. I would actually absolutely love to own a tack shop. I've been thinking about getting a part-time job at a tack shop, but... I dunno. There really aren't that many shops around here that I can find. I've done a pretty extensive search online, and I can't find much, but I'm sure they're out there. It's probably every horse person's dream to own a tack shop, so I probably just need to look harder. Maybe I could open a dressage-specific tack shop... </dream>
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