i sell something that is highly needed by the less priveleged, needy and low incomed. but i prefer to sell it to the able ones cos they promise the contract.
i sell promises that can't and would never be promised to be delivered by me but only by my principal.
i sell something that is unsought. and i know that only emotions are the way to go.
i sell expensive 'tissue papers' that protect you in mishaps.
and i don't sell that by singing songs or walking to tables. but i'm given a deejay to sing songs and give the talk. and i have tables set at my territory.
i sell 1st prize tickets where the owner don't enjoy but only his beneficiaries upon his death.
I sell insurance for the listeners and protection for the loving ones...
I love my job that allows me to see who i am really... do u? Love yours I mean?
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