Meeting Targets

Meeting
Targets

I slumped back at the chair and groaned a bit, partly because of
the boredom and partly due to the intricacy of the assignment before
me. It had been barely a month since I was taken round my new
workstation and introduced to workers who seemed to be highly
enthusiastic that I was joining their team. The smiles were nowhere
to be seen now. The only thing I could see clearly was the
challenging task that lay ahead. I tried to comfort myself in the
fact that I was one of the lucky ones in the now highly fluid market
that was famous for anything but great employment opportunities.
"Nonetheless, I must find a way around the challenge that lay
ahead," I told myself.

I took out my phone and dialed some few numbers before I settled
down to type the password on the keyboard to the computer that had
already gone through the booting process. The few calls that had come
to my mind had given me ideas about what to do, at least for a short
run. I had spoken to one of the officers working in another branch of
the company I worked for, and his response was purely positive. I
typed a few things on my schedule list to include what we had
discussed with him over the phone, and I also turned on a reminder on
my phone to notify me of the tentative schedule that we had setup.

My phone rang on that fateful Monday morning, and I hurriedly
picked it to see if it was a call, text, or a reminder. I had become
alert over the recent past and treated every phone call as a
potential for business. Well, mostly it was just my boss calling to
confirm if things were okay and to remind me to send my weekly
reports. As I picked the phone, my memory was slowly unclouded, and I
could remember the schedule we had made for marketing drives. I
looked forward to Tuesday, for it was the day that I would unleash my
marketing charm, and hopefully circumvent the huge challenge I had
ahead of me; meeting my targets.