Growing up | Side effects

37 is a strange age. As a friend 63-year-old-of mine said to me: “You’re young, but you’re not that young.”

Right now, I’ve got to make some major changes in my business life. Not drastic… but significant. I need to find a brilliant, ethical, entrepreneurial-but-loyal, equity-minded salesperson to join me in my company. Someone who wants to help me take the foundation I’ve built and help me get it to the next level…. and reap the benefits thereof. Someone who will, eventually, be my partner.

Any career-minded folks looking for a staff sales position in NYC?

One of the unexpected side-effects of Adderall is that, now that I’m working all day long without jumping up and sprinting around every five minutes, I can see how I am absolutely unable to do everything that needs to be done. I need help, and at a high level. Not to mention, it would be great not to be the only person generating ideas. I’ve been doing that for a decade, now.

That is not to say that I’ve been doing a bad job. Saleswise, on a year-by-year basis, we’ve gone 300k, 600k, 1000k, and are tracking this year at 1200k. I just think we can be a 3-5 million dollar company, with some help and properly applied efforts. And this the second company I've launched in this field... I sold my last firm to a competitor in 2000.

I’m going to say this, because I never do: I’m very good in my field.

Wait.

Wait.

Whoa! I didn’t explode! Phew!

I eagerly await your application for employment.

Love to all. Even you, the tired-looking woman with the red-rimmed eyes.