Get Some Friends In High Places
In July 1990, I had just finished my Sophomore year at the Air Force Academy.
Being a smooth-talker, I lined up a sweet six-week gig as a training instructor in San Antonio, TX, just 90 minutes from my adopted hometown of Houston, which essentially tripled my time at home that summer.
At the same time, Garth Brooks came out with his Sophomore album (he was following my college career), “No Fences,” which included his hit single, "Friends in Low Places.”
That album, in general—and this song, in particular—made Garth Brooks a superstar, and it made me a dancing star at the only decent watering hole in Colorado Springs, Cowboys on North Tejon.
(Sidebar: Before you go poo-pooing country dancing, it’s how I met my wife. So if your love life is lacking, you may want to look into taking some lessons. I’m just saying.)
Everyone—EVERYONE—knew Garth Brooks.
He had crossed over from country to pop, and he was hot.
"Friends in Low Places" was the anthem of the early '90s.
His song resonated because we were coming out of the "Yuppie" decade of the 80s with all of its pomp and circumstance and BMW's and people thought it was now cool to be down-to-earth.
And it was.
However, when you listen to the words of this big hit, you may find it's a little sad.
Garth is singing about being down and out.
He's blue and sad.
He's left out and forgotten, and he's turning to whiskey and beer and friends in low places to forget how miserable he is. (Misery loves company, right?)
Let me ask you something:
- How many good ideas did you get from miserable friends in low places?
- How abundant are low places filled with miserable people?
- How often are you allowing yourself to be lured into the stinkin'-thinkin' oasis filled with friends in low places because it's easy?
- Because your head hurts from thinking too much?
- Because your heart hurts from struggling so much?
- Because your forehead hurts from banging it against so many dead ends you’ve had to cross off on your journey to significance?
And all you want is an escape.
A temporary reprieve from the grind of your sales and entrepreneurial life.
A cold drink, some hot wings, and a good game on the “Tele” to numb the senses for a moment or three.
Let me ask you another question: How's that working out for ya?
While we all need to decompress from time to time, it should not become a habit, especially now.
Now is the time to strike because your competition is weakened.
Your prospects are open to new vendors and suppliers that can provide more value.
They will respond to new offers, creative salespeople, and persistent business owners.
They’re tired of friends—and vendors—in low places.
You have competitors closing shop because the marketplace has shrunk and will continue to shrink for the average and ordinary.
(And I hate to rain on your parade, but when the shrinking stops [first written during the 2008 market collapse, but just as applicable after the COVID collapse], you will notice that consumers have been changed FOREVER by this first truly hard time our nation has faced in over a generation. Please don’t shoot the messenger, okay?)
So what are you doing right now, every week, every day, every hour, to make sure you are positioned to take a larger percentage of business that your competition is either too weak, too dumb, too slow, and/or too stuck in their ways to retain?
What friends in low places do you need to leave behind?
What books are you reading? (Might I recommend one?)
What conferences are you attending?
What groups are you joining to keep you motivated, invigorated, and your bank account populated?
None of us can succeed alone.
John Wayne was a fictional character, and he died in at least seven of his movies.
But you’re living, and your goal is to live large, to achieve your goals, and to reach your dreams.
Consider us at The Sales Whisperer® your friends in high places.
Here’s to you living your dreams. ~✯~