» My Wanking Disasters

Most computer salesmen are tossers...
...but this one takes the soggy biscuit.

Not about me, of course. Or is it...?

Back in the late 80s I worked in sales for a dodgy IBM PC dealership in north London. This story concerns the national sales manager of one of our biggest competitors - a rival chain of PC dealers.

The story goes that he was on a fat cat biz trip to the US and decided to buy himself a cheapo video camera to bring home. He then spent much of his spare time on the trip pointing the camera at everything in sight, collecting memories for the folks at home.

Back in his hotel room that night, he was enjoying a little pay-per-view slippery grunty, and decided on a special extra treat for the lads back in the office.

Not having the appropriate cables, he improvised by pointing the camera directly at the TV screen to capture all the hot throbbing action.

On his return to Blighty, he chose to lighten the mood of his regular Monday sales meeting, by giving the boys a taste of his "special" home movie. Billing it as "some footage of the US sales conference", he popped the converted tape into the machine, cued it up, and walked casually to the back of the room to let the team enjoy themselves.

Their enjoyment was, of course, greatly enhanced by the fact that their boss was clearly visible, reflected in the screen of the hotel room TV, lying back across the bed and aggressively...um... stunting his career...
(Wed 2nd Jun 2004, 5:33, More)