Today’s been just dandy… *sigh* Dealer focus group meeting this morning. Guys flown in from all around the country to give their opinions on the new 30 and the new 38. Carl’s opinion, which he told me later and completely validated my take on the experience, was that, “They don’t want to have to work. They want to take delivery of the boat, hand it off to a customer, take their money, take delivery of another boat, and so on and so forth. They don’t want to have to sell the boat.” Now, I’m not of the opinion that we should shy away from opportunities to make it the best boat possible, but these guys want everything. It’s ridiculous. To top things off, Rick drew all over several of my renderings with his ink pen before I could stop him (I feel like I’m talking about a little kid), and one of the major things the dealers wanted to do was to bring in a dedicated interior designer to do interiors of the boats. They said this basically because they don’t know how to deal with concepts and want to pass it off to someone else. The only reason they went for the 30 like they did was that Rick had an answer for everything they brought up. He has that boat nailed down. The dealers were interested in a complete product and just drew a collective blank when we put up the concept drawings of the new 38’s interior. Interior design and ergonomics is my job. Granted, I can see maybe bringing in a dedicated interior designer for a week or so to scope out the mockup once we get things designed, but we don’t need one around all the time. I told them this. I’m learning as fast as I can about all aspects of boats, but these guys want it done now. It just didn’t bode well for my job security for a good while there, especially with so many dealers piping up in favor of it. Given a chance, I can design a slam-bang interior; I know I can. There it is; I’ve found my mission, should I choose to accept it. Besides, I know Rick and even Charlie were feeling the same way I was listening to these guys go on and on… They’re just not thinking about everything when they propose these things. And maybe they shouldn’t be; it’s not their job. Still… It gets tiring, even if they did come up with some worthwhile stuff.
*sigh*
I’ve vented. Anyone care to supply me with a hug, a cookie, or a glass of milk (in descending order of effectiveness against my current funk)?
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three cookies?
can i call you tonight?
Thank you for the cookies :o) I wasn’t expecting three… Yes, you can call tonight. I’ll be out of here in about an hour.
*Illegal* BIG HUG!!!! Shhhhhh you can’t tell a soul!! They might all get mad…….Hey while I am at it here’s some milk to go with those cookies Rin gave ya:)