I saw my Life Insurance Agent coming towards our house. In a moment, I wanted to go and hide. In another, to confront him.
But before I could do anything of that, he had stepped inside. He smiled and sat on the couch. It was probably the seventh time he had called or visited us to convince me to get insurance for my elder son.
Today, I decided to settle this matter. As usual, the agent started explaining the policies and their benefits to me. I thanked him for the trouble he had taken over the last one and a half months. But I don't need insurance right now. He nodded and stood to leave. As I was about to heave a sigh of relief, he said that he would come another day. I was upset with his persistence. This time I expressed my displeasure to him openly. I asked him whether he does not feel insulted?
He told me that it is painful to take rejection. But, that pain lasts only for a few minutes. He consoles himself by the thought that if people do not buy the insurance and something untoward happens, how much pain would they go through? In comparison, his pain is like a speck of dust. That inspires him to keep coming till he provides a long-term solution to his clients.
I was speechless. I bought the policy yesterday.
Subodh
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