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Motivation: Stop Peeing In Your Own Hat

My buddy Steve Strauss at USA Today gave seven tips for how to create a viral video on the American Express OPEN forum.  You can read his full post here.  I took it as a challenge – how far would I go to get my point across?  Could I make a video that would go viral and grow my exposure on the ‘net, be a bit shocking and controversial but be true to my brand? I had to find out.

Taking the challenge, I made the video about this post which you can watch here.  If you’ve seen the video, read on, if not, please watch it.

You have a problem with the city, or a customer takes advantage of you or a couple of your employees quit with no warning. It happens.  For most of us, we brush ourselves off and move on. But what if you can’t? What if you let those situations stack up inside of you?  That’s what I’m talking about today; making yourself miserable.  I call it, peeing in your own hat. What does it sound like?

  • “They’re all on the Internet. They get all the information from me and then go buy from someone else.”
  • “Local government doesn’t do enough for small business to attract customers to my shop.”
  • “Why should I spend a lot of time training employees, they’ll just leave in a couple of months anyway?”
  • “If it weren’t for bad luck I wouldn’t have any luck at all.”
  • “Customers are all idiots.”

When I use the verb “peeing” it metaphorically references a bodily function of getting rid of the waste, the negative, the worthless. Yes we all do it to some degree, what I’m talking about is what happens when you hold on and dwell on it, like some type of grudge collector.

A buddy of mine said he couldn’t get past the idea or the visual and asked, “Why would you want to pee in your own hat to begin with?” That common sense question is obvious to outsiders but may not be so clear to the person doing it.

That waste product, that negative energy starts to define who you are. It becomes a buffer against the real world that includes ups and downs, struggles and triumphs; it becomes a loser’s limp to allow yourself not to change.

At some level it has to make them feel better but it makes for a downward cycle of low self-esteem (often masked with cynicism,) high turnover of employees, low profits for the business, and a miserable shopping experience for customers.

It provides comfort that its not your fault something is wrong. But it also leads you to be in denial about how others look at you.

We smell it on you. And we avoid you.

In a broader sense I could be talking about your partner, your child, your parents, any number of things where it is, “us against the world,” we are a victim.  Even your employees.

A blog post I wrote about mindset was picked up by retail-sucks.com and I received over fifty responses about how I was wrong and retail is terrible, they can’t change and they won’t change. Check out their site to see all the angry stories about how awful their life is. It gives a false illusion of safety.

No employer would want anyone that was so focused on what was bad about their job. When you’re 18 to 25 and have all the natural hope and promise of youth reduced to anger, suspicion and feeling of being “done in by the man,” it can make you very callous; I know, I’ve fallen into it at times myself.

And whether you are a business owner, manager or employee, because misery loves company, you tend to seek out other people who feel the same way. The danger is that you accept this hive mentality of being a victim, instead of breaking through to be proactive and change those circumstances.

Want to get over peeing in your own hat? Tell others about this occurrence, watch the video and ask them to call you on it.

In that way, you can let any negative energy dissipate instead of ferment and move on to find solutions rather than reveling in waste.

What are some examples you have seen of someone, metaphorically speaking, peeing in their own hat?

Retail Sales Training: Clerking Low Hanging Fruit Is Not Selling

low hanging fruit

Times are tough. Hard to find good help. Got it.

But wouldn’t you think, if you wanted to make more money, you’d change your ways?

I’m talking about selling your merch and how your crew is or isn’t doing it.

Here’s how what I call, “Low Hanging Fruit” clerking goes:
Customer walks in. Employee yells across the counter, “How are you today? Looking for anything special?”
Customer looks around, after awhile asks employee, “Does this come in green?”
“It does right over here.”
“I’ll take it.”

That is not selling.

That would be about as much like selling as a guy walking into a Ford dealership, “Yeah, I’m looking for the Mustang GT 5-speed in grey with black seats.” Then the salesperson says, “Right over here.” “I’ll take it!” The customer says.

That is clerking. 

A real sale would be if the guy came in for a Focus and drove off in the Mustang because the salesperson found things in common and the customer opened up to him that he always wanted one since he was 16 in Toledo, Ohio and first saw it on the Ed Sullivan Show.

True selling is the whole tree, not just picking what you can reach without effort.

When a customer thinks they can’t afford it, when the wife says “you better think about it,” when the customer selects a product that won’t do what they want – that is when selling makes the difference.

Selling isn’t pushy, it’s not cheap, it’s the stuff of American business success.

red bib shirtWhen I was selling western wear in college at a store in the Santa Monica Place mall, I had a guy who came in to the store and immediately told me he needed a red shirt for a party.

“Why red?” I asked.
“My girlfriend told me to.”

I showed him how red really wasn’t a good color for his skin, shared the mistake I’d made getting one once and found a good blue shirt he would wear more than once to a party.  He also got a pair of boots and jeans – about $300 worth.

He returned to me after he received a handwritten note from me thanking him for his purchase. He said, “You know, most people would have just gotten me the shirt and been done with it.  But you took the time to educate me.  Everybody said I looked so great, I should get more so I’m changing my wardrobe.”  With that he purchased thousands of dollars.

Low-hanging fruit would have been to clerk a $30 shirt.

reach top of treeYou want to compete in a global marketplace? Standout from a world that is overbuilt with power centers? Have your luxury brand stand out from a point and click experience in your luxury boutique? Reach higher.  Hire salespeople. Encourage them to reach higher with every sale and not be happy clerking.

As any gardener can tell you, the ripest fruit hangs at the top, not near the bottom.

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The Swine Flu Sneeze Heard 'Round The World

20080825-baconcandyI opened last week’s New York magazine to an ad for chocolate dipped bacon.  That’s when I first started noticing pork.

Next, I kept seeing tweets containing the words “swine flu” on Twitter, then the major news sites, and finally TV. This deadly killer was engulfing Mexico – spreading like wildfire – the mother of all killers – like the great flu pandemic.  A London paper lead with a headline that it could kill up to 120m people. The hysteria seemed to grow by the minute.

Just before I got on a plane last Wednesday, I witnessed four young women exiting the previous flight from Washington wearing  face masks.  We were yet again being yanked by the media.

Hysteria. Panic. Fear.

I understand those topics cause people to tune in, click or chat. But I’m mad. Mad that our mindsets are being so susceptible to this crap. Retailers putting up sanitizing solution at all counters, people hawking surgical masks, entire school districts closing.

Ever since 9/11, the news media has engorged on “what if” and “worse since” descriptions. First it was terrorists, then Wall St, credit markets, home sales, jobs, now public health.

What bothers me so much about this may be personal. I grew up the son of a white civil rights leader; a lone voice for justice.  My dad marched with King, organized marches and helped draw up integration laws.

It felt during the 60′s that my white dad cared more for blacks than he did for his own sons. “The cause” was a fourth brother in the room. And the favorite at that.

The future was dark for him but for very real reasons.  He had aroused the ire of the John Birch society and others trying to block equality for all.

One day, I picked up the mail to find a postcard written in red ink to “take your nigger-lover family back south or die.”

I’m working on a biography of those days called, “I Have A Scream” sharing my journey to understanding, but the overriding thing I learned from my dad was fear. Someone truly could kill us; it wasn’t a “what if.” We had the threats on the phone, in person, in the mail.

As a result, I grew up fearing the world. I walked with my head down towards the sidewalk. I was quiet. Strangers wanted to harm us. Possibilities and hope were something foreign to me.

And while an event happened in my life where I realized the future was indeed bright, it took many years to try and undo the damage of all that fear.  I cover the event in the book but that’s not the point of this post.

Every time I see the “well-meaning” coverage saying, “there’s something even worse, still to come,” it brings me back to my childhood. And I get mad.

How many kids, teenagers and adults are feeding on this news and fearing the future like I did?  Not from a real threat or evidence it is personally affecting them, but it is from people hypothesizing death that is making them afraid.  Afraid of the future.  Afraid of possibilities. Afraid of life.

It doesn’t have to be that way. Sure your grandmother can have alzheimer’s, your sister can be a drug addict, your daughter can be in a messy divorce. But you are counting on you to keep it together. You can’t afford the luxury of staying trapped like some sheep in a pen.

Recently we discovered that swine flu is really just the flu.  Oh and Mexico isn’t as bad as they hyped this past week. Read the Saturday NYT article by Liz Robbins entitled, Outbreak in Mexico May Be Smaller Than Feared.

We cannot give power over our future to fear.  Otherwise, we end up looking to our feet instead of the stars.