Been working a lot of overtime and I'm number 8 in sales for my company in the damn country right now. Pops taught me the sales game when I was young and I hated it. Hated working for him. His business flopped hardbody after he made some bad investments and he lost millions. :x |I
Right before that happened, we fell out while I was working for him and I warned him that he had hired and trusted the wrong people, then I moved back to Cali.
We're good now, but looking back if I had been more focused... like I am now, I think we could've built an empire. :x |I
Now he's kind of struggling and I'm just getting back on my feet after an almost two year divorce. I knew sales, so I fell back on it and I'm finding that I'm good at it once I stopped fighting it. I feel like I'm turning into my dad in some ways though. All he did was work, long hours. I feel like to have what I want, which is driven by an ultra competitive nature, I may lose touch with some things that I need. I love my daughters, but I'm now a co-parent and my time with them is short. Bugged the **** out of me when I found out they were around another dude on the regular. I'm over it now though.
Anyway. Just venting.