I’d always been fairly shy around strangers. I wasn’t one to chat up strangers in grocery-store lines, and I clung to people I knew during large social gatherings. I was never a slick talker in high school or college, turning into a stammering idiot when approached by a handsome lass or asking a girl to dance at a party. Public speaking always gave me the willies — it was a curse and a trait that no doubt negatively affected my business dealings.
Now, it’s interesting to note I was a guide/outfitter for 23 years and this problem never surfaced in that context. I could easily handle the most aggressive corporate overlord or world-renowned neurological surgeon with complete aplomb, despite the obvious fact these people were definitely strangers at the beginning of every hunt.
But when my quality-engineer wife was unexpectedly laid off from a military contract job and our financial situation became dire, I was suddenly thrust into the environment of hunting retail as a second job and that shyness came rushing back in force. Serving folks on the sales floor (answering equipment questions, offering suggestions, playing the salesman bit) while also dealing with occasional problem customers as a low-lever manager gave me cold sweats. But we received commission for all sales (and we needed every dollar I could garner to keep the mortgage current) and I had been put in a position of calming disgruntled customers and reaching a quick and satisfactory solution for all involved. I had no choice but to break out of my shell.
This was excruciating in the beginning. I lived with the general attitude that most customers really wanted to be left alone and felt that actually selling was a mild form of harassment. And I was painfully shy, as I’ve said. But I had a job to do. Not only had I been hired on the supposed strength of my people skills (gained through those years of guiding), but all sales were tracked and poor performance meant a potential pink slip. It was a traumatic experience for a hermit who had always lived in the boonies and worked alone.
I first had to learn to relax, to get used to the notion of approaching and chatting up complete strangers. An effective sales approach means first putting customers at complete ease, instilling a trust that allows them to open up and tell you precisely what they are looking for, what they expect from a product and what it will be used for. Those factors absolutely dictate any sale. This only happens through relaxed, give-and-take conversation.
Like many revelations, I had to make a conscious decision to change. I reminded myself customers don’t walk through the doors unless they’re looking for something from us, that I was truly there to help (not just draw a paycheck and scam some commission), and perhaps most of all, that these were customers with whom I had a lot in common. They were seeking the stuff that continually occupies all dedicated hunters’ minds — guns and ammo, bows and arrows, knives, camo and boots, scent-control products, stands, blinds, decoys and so forth. In other words, they had arrived to marvel at the goods that I, as a diehard hunter, contemplated on a daily basis.

















