Travelling Salesgirl in France
I wanted to be a doctor but was rejected for insufficiently impressive grades, in spite of through-the-roof MCATs. The interviewer at Med School didn't consider that I was working 2 jobs as well as competing in Track and Field, and the fact that I had skipped 3 grades didn't impress him either. So no Dr <PERSON>-ette for me! After one year of Biology at McGill U., I tried Med School in France, but quickly realized that I carried the genes of my ancestors who left that country because they hated it! I wanted to return to Canada but had no money, so I looked for a job, and all I could find was 'Travelling Door-to-Door Magazine Subscription Salesperson'. 329
The group of 10 would stay in a hotel in a certain town for a week, scour the new apartment buildings, knocking on every door, selling subscriptions, and then move on to another town and repeat. Hotel and meals were free for the first week, then they would be deducted from our sales.
I knew I couldn't stay or I would become trapped in debt, but being stubborn, I wanted to succeed at the job before quitting. I did sell a few, crying in between every door, out of loneliness, homesickness, and because most people just slammed the door in my face! My most memorable sale was to an elderly couple who told me they knew we weren't 'Students' as we pretended to be, that we were a travelling group going from town to town and that they didn't need my magazines. I had become tougher and insisted with these nice old folks, telling them lots of truth mixed in with lies and they ended up apologizing and gladly encouraging me with a subscription.
Then I quit! 329