As everything spins out of control.. I'm beginning to think that there is no way to predict whether this situation is going to end up with me having no accounts, and either fired from, or forced to leave, Aflac, or,, if it's all just a forest that is going to be navigated through, and I'm going to end up with a big account.
I went to speech therapy today, and my speech therapist was outraged at the email Keith sent me.
We tried a practice cold call, on a friend of my speech therapist's, using my Aflac script. My speech wasn't bad.. However, I still have my doubts of what it would be like, with Keith hovering over me at the office. I'm going to try more cold calls at my next Speech appointment on Tuesday.
After the appointment, is when things got crazy. My dad called me while I was on my way to the subway home. I told him my speech therapist's reaction to Keith's nasty email to me, and my dad got angry, reprimanding me for discussing business with her, and saying "I (He) don't discuss my business with anyone". It's like, fine, that's you. I don't see a psychologist. She is like my therapist. I tell her personal things, including things about my dad, that he doesn't know about, which would make him furious. It's my fault for divulging her reaction to my dad. I guess I just wanted to let him know someone else who has really helped me, is on my side. The only other older female who was in my side, has been at Mount Hebron Cemetery for 2 1-2 years. My mom, of course.
When I came home, is when things got really interesting. My dad had asked me to send him copies of correspondence between Keith, me, and the law firm in Seattle. While I was searching for that, out of nowhere, and without me saying a word to Keith, or anyone at the office.. Keith sent an email to the lady who we spoke to, and who he has been communicating with. She responded immediately, saying that they will probably meet about their employee benefits at the end of October.
Such puts this on hold for at least three weeks to a month, but at least I now have a more clear timetable.
I don't know what happens next. Part of me wants to '
e-mail Keith and thank him, and hope his position softens. Another part doesn't want to say a word, just continue to practice my speech therapy, and hopefully show up in the office in the next couple of weeks, and show him I can cold call. I have to think about what I should do next.
I just hope this all calms down, and that it ends up with us getting at least some sembalance of an account. It has been a horrible time.
I went to speech therapy today, and my speech therapist was outraged at the email Keith sent me.
We tried a practice cold call, on a friend of my speech therapist's, using my Aflac script. My speech wasn't bad.. However, I still have my doubts of what it would be like, with Keith hovering over me at the office. I'm going to try more cold calls at my next Speech appointment on Tuesday.
After the appointment, is when things got crazy. My dad called me while I was on my way to the subway home. I told him my speech therapist's reaction to Keith's nasty email to me, and my dad got angry, reprimanding me for discussing business with her, and saying "I (He) don't discuss my business with anyone". It's like, fine, that's you. I don't see a psychologist. She is like my therapist. I tell her personal things, including things about my dad, that he doesn't know about, which would make him furious. It's my fault for divulging her reaction to my dad. I guess I just wanted to let him know someone else who has really helped me, is on my side. The only other older female who was in my side, has been at Mount Hebron Cemetery for 2 1-2 years. My mom, of course.
When I came home, is when things got really interesting. My dad had asked me to send him copies of correspondence between Keith, me, and the law firm in Seattle. While I was searching for that, out of nowhere, and without me saying a word to Keith, or anyone at the office.. Keith sent an email to the lady who we spoke to, and who he has been communicating with. She responded immediately, saying that they will probably meet about their employee benefits at the end of October.
Such puts this on hold for at least three weeks to a month, but at least I now have a more clear timetable.
I don't know what happens next. Part of me wants to '
e-mail Keith and thank him, and hope his position softens. Another part doesn't want to say a word, just continue to practice my speech therapy, and hopefully show up in the office in the next couple of weeks, and show him I can cold call. I have to think about what I should do next.
I just hope this all calms down, and that it ends up with us getting at least some sembalance of an account. It has been a horrible time.
