It’s 3am and I’m not sure why I’m awake. Why I’m thinking about work at 3am is weird.
Today, well, yesterday technically, I was asked by bossman if I wanted to be an RC. If you asked me before the summer, I would have said hell no without hesitation. I even told myself that i wouldn’t want to do sales or marketing again. Now, I’m not so sure. College Works has definitely changed my life.
I have been with the company since February. Back then, I was ambitious but hesitant. I struggled with marketing and sales for months. I dreaded work every time I had to do something related to it. A month or two went by and I really contemplated quitting because I wasn’t making much progress.
I remember looking at sales stats before production training in May and shitting bricks. I was really hard on myself and comparing myself to the other interns. I had $12k in sales for 3 months of work while the top person in the division was past $50k. I knew that I couldn’t start production until I hit $25k and that seemed like it would never happen. During training, the top person in the room was from NorCal at $80k. I really thought that I sucked at this and that it was a complete waste of my time.
Then something happened. I remember that I was out marketing one morning after school was finished and I came across this woman and her golden retriever. She saw that I was having a awful time and just talked with me. She told me about her dog and how it had this healing aura and that I should really ask whatever higher being that I believe in for help and she did that for me too. When she left and I kept walking, I asked the universe for help. I was desperate. I was at my lowest point. There was not harm in it.
Something clicked soon after that. I’m not sure what it was but I caught fire. I was desperate with trying to get in contact with a knock back so I went to their house. Got the estimate set up an went marketing down that street. Got a couple of solid leads (2 of my biggest clients). Needless to say, that kicked it off. I had a $11k weekend and did $20k in two weeks. Holy crap was I stoked on life that this was going to be worth it.
Production came and I was on fire. I was booking a bunch of work and my crew was pretty good. Screwed over another intern in the worse of ways and I’m still not proud of it. Go my crew switched up and was just rolling. Sales started dying down and production was going well plus I got to kick back more. I was running a great business.
Here I am not, not caring at all about sales and struggling with production. I don’t care that I lost my crew. I don’t really care that I’m probably painting my last two (now maybe three) houses solo. I don’t want to deal with painters. I just want to deliver what I promised my clients and go home to see my family and friends that I’ve been blowing off for 6+ months.
Now, bossman wants me to join his team next year as an RC. I like the fact that I’d be teaching interns that would most likely care rather than flaky painters. I like that I will be developing leadership and managerial skills quickly. I like the $20-$30k potential salary while I’m in school.
But really, do I want to go through all of that? Do I want to give up hanging out with my friends? Do I want to cut back on ultimate? Do I want to go through the struggle? The highs and lows? The recruiting? The weekend trips and meetings? Will it all be worth it? I’m sure that it will be as long as I maintain a decent team. I’m not afraid of hard work but I’m also not a fan of the work that I will have to be doing. But that’s how I’m going to grow: doing something that’s scary, new, and not ideal. When am I going to have this opportunity to guide and manage again?
I guess the real dilemma is whether I want to choose my short term happiness for my long term well being. I wish bossman asked me this a month from now.