It is almost 20 years since I began my life at Walford. My association goes back even further since I got lost trying to find the place in 1992.
At the end of January my time with Walford comes to a close and I take my retirement.
I am not sure what retirement means other than no longer being the early morning slave to my alarm.
It will mean forming a relationship with a new barista. I have had 20 years of meetings at Paparazzi on Unley Rd. 20 years when I have written more than 8 million dollars of business at table number 17 or close by.
My thanks to the broad range of sales people who understand how to do business with me. It is a simple formula. Buy in to our aims and goals and be a partner in the long term development of Walford. I have worked with many good people who have embraced this process. I will miss the deep and detailed negotiations.
I have already noticed the difference trying to buy my own phone. I have had a mobile phone since 1991. I have never bought one retail for myself. Purchasing without the potential of a large organisation behind me is a different world. I don't get access to high level corporate sales people. I get the regular retail sales force. I think I am just too scary for these young people. Guess I need to tone down a little. I am no longer buying the metaphorical sheep station. Now I will be hunting the humble lamb chop.
One of the many things I gotta to get used to.
Retirement could be just working to a more varied timetable - I can do that. And remembering all the things I treasure about me. I can revisit those things and actually deliver.
I have loved the coffee fuelled conversations of the last two decades. If you feel there are a few more problems in the world we can solve - make contact and we can get on it.
I hand back my keys on Jan 27.
Jan 30 is a new adventure.
Maybe I’ll be able to get back to my blog at www.geoffperkins.com
Maybe I’ll get back to tweeting @gperkins_1
Maybe I’ll need my own social media policy.
Maybe I’ll see you there.
At the end of January my time with Walford comes to a close and I take my retirement.
I am not sure what retirement means other than no longer being the early morning slave to my alarm.
It will mean forming a relationship with a new barista. I have had 20 years of meetings at Paparazzi on Unley Rd. 20 years when I have written more than 8 million dollars of business at table number 17 or close by.
My thanks to the broad range of sales people who understand how to do business with me. It is a simple formula. Buy in to our aims and goals and be a partner in the long term development of Walford. I have worked with many good people who have embraced this process. I will miss the deep and detailed negotiations.
I have already noticed the difference trying to buy my own phone. I have had a mobile phone since 1991. I have never bought one retail for myself. Purchasing without the potential of a large organisation behind me is a different world. I don't get access to high level corporate sales people. I get the regular retail sales force. I think I am just too scary for these young people. Guess I need to tone down a little. I am no longer buying the metaphorical sheep station. Now I will be hunting the humble lamb chop.
One of the many things I gotta to get used to.
Retirement could be just working to a more varied timetable - I can do that. And remembering all the things I treasure about me. I can revisit those things and actually deliver.
I have loved the coffee fuelled conversations of the last two decades. If you feel there are a few more problems in the world we can solve - make contact and we can get on it.
I hand back my keys on Jan 27.
Jan 30 is a new adventure.
Maybe I’ll be able to get back to my blog at www.geoffperkins.com
Maybe I’ll get back to tweeting @gperkins_1
Maybe I’ll need my own social media policy.
Maybe I’ll see you there.
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