We had our team Christmas party last night. A sister consultant had a new consultant there (he just signed). He brought his wife as well.
I walk in and this couple is are the only ones there along with my director and the director whose house we are at. The first thing the wife does to me is shoves a cup of MonaVie in my hand. I said no thank you and tried to figure out who she was (hadn't even introduced herself yet). I ask her name and ask her how long she's been with us and she says one year. I look at our host/director and she is confused as I am in all of this.
Anyway, so the night goes on and she offers a cup to EVERYONE who shows up and is totally talking it up, much like we would talk about our products if we were at a fair, at a show, etc. You know, you get into "the zone" so to speak.
I took huge offense to what she was doing and moved to the other side of the room.
1. This was our Christmas party. We barely even talked PC business--why would we want to talk about yours?
2. You are a guest, lady.
3. No one is interested!
It was so inappropriate, but no one said anything to her. I think we were all dumbfounded. They were one of the first people to leave and she passed around a stack of her cards as she left. When the stack got to me, I threw them in the trash.
YUCK YUCK YUCK
I walk in and this couple is are the only ones there along with my director and the director whose house we are at. The first thing the wife does to me is shoves a cup of MonaVie in my hand. I said no thank you and tried to figure out who she was (hadn't even introduced herself yet). I ask her name and ask her how long she's been with us and she says one year. I look at our host/director and she is confused as I am in all of this.
Anyway, so the night goes on and she offers a cup to EVERYONE who shows up and is totally talking it up, much like we would talk about our products if we were at a fair, at a show, etc. You know, you get into "the zone" so to speak.
I took huge offense to what she was doing and moved to the other side of the room.
1. This was our Christmas party. We barely even talked PC business--why would we want to talk about yours?
2. You are a guest, lady.
3. No one is interested!
It was so inappropriate, but no one said anything to her. I think we were all dumbfounded. They were one of the first people to leave and she passed around a stack of her cards as she left. When the stack got to me, I threw them in the trash.
YUCK YUCK YUCK