Or would it be a boondoggle? I’m not up on all the hep lingo these days.

Anyway, I’m currently sat at a hotel “near” Detroit, drinking coffee and steeling myself mentally for what will undoubtedly be a long and taxing day.

I flew in last night. I fly home Thursday evening.

The purpose for this two-plus day trip? Customer goodwill visits. That I somehow got roped into attending. With two of our sales team. And our company president aka “He Who Shall Not Be Named”.

I loathe him.

And I loathe what I perceive as colossal wastes of time and money, and by all accounts– this is both.

I get that these types of visits are occasionally necessary from a business perspective, but it’s the inefficiency of it all that chaps my ass.

The original “plan”, if you could call it that, called for visiting four different customers to discuss various programs, quality issues, potential new business, etc. And these four companies are scattered throughout Michigan, which will necessitate a lot of driving– as none are very close to Detroit.

Our outside sales rep has organized all of this.

After arrival yesterday I discover that we are down to three visits, as one customer decided they aren’t available. And two of these remaining three have granted us a grand total of 1.5 hours of their time.

This really leaves one customer visit of import. Which is like a four hour drive away from our current location.

Time. Waste.

This is time that I could be in the office, being productive on any number of the stacked up projects on my plate. But no. I’m here.

With them.

And then there was the $900 flight to Detroit. And the $200 hotel stay last night. And the I-don’t-know-how-much-we-spent dinner last night but it was at least $100/person.

And there will be dinner with the “one”‘customer this evening. And another hotel stay.

Money. Waste.

Lord give me the strength not to let my displeasure show today.

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Nickname: Munt Measurements: 45 B, 34, 38(?) Ambition: to be the best human ever! Turn ons: long walks on the beach, romantic dinners, porn, rainbows, cock Turn offs: bad smell face, men who are full of themselves, dead puppies, popcorn, sadness
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4 Responses to Junket

  1. Don’t underestimate the importance of “face time” with clients. When I worked in software, I did many of these trips. They all seemed like a lot of money for something we could have handled over the phone. What I found was that meeting someone face-to-face, shaking hands, sharing a meal … all of these things subtly changed our working relationship. And it built trust. The customer was no longer as eager to blame us when things didn’t go their way. Still expensive and a pain in the ass. But it turned out to be valuable.

  2. truthspew says:

    Almost every place I’ve worked I’ve had to go on junkets. Some can be fun, some a drag.

  3. Mark in DE says:

    I can see this kind of time expenditure for the sales reps, but to make you join them seems quite wasteful indeed. Maybe they just enjoy your witty conversation and impeccable fashion sense.

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