- Select ten customers as your Preferred Hostesses
- When making your next follow-up call, ask her if she'd like to pay full-price or take up to 20% off her reorder?
- You'd like to get together with her once every season to get her opinion on the latest Mary Kay products.
- When she shares her appointment with two or more (new) friends, she earns hostess credit!
Preferred Hostess Program
From the "How to become a master booker" class
Maybe She Needs Me
It had been a long day; I was finishing a task
As I hurried past her, a little voice said, "ask!"
"Oh, not today," I told myself, "I'm tired and it shows.
"Besides, I might look foolish, and she'd likely just say no."
While drifting off to sleep that night, I saw her face again
I wondered what her life was like, her needs, her dreams, her pain
What if she'd been wishing for a friendly word and smile?
A chance to know somebody who would go the extra mile?
What if she'd been waiting for a break, an open door?
Was this the opportunity that she'd been praying for?
I saw the cars she might not drive, the rings she might not wear
Because I would not risk myself, to stop, to ask, to care.
So what if what I offer her is not her cup of tea?
That's a choice for her to make--how selfish can I be?
When all my dreams are realized I don't want to regret
The lives I wouldn't touch and change, the no's I didn't get
Oh let me live a true go-give and let my mission be
Not to think, "do I need her?" but "maybe she needs me!"
If you know who the author of this poem is, please let us know! We'd be glad to credit her.
As I hurried past her, a little voice said, "ask!"
"Oh, not today," I told myself, "I'm tired and it shows.
"Besides, I might look foolish, and she'd likely just say no."
While drifting off to sleep that night, I saw her face again
I wondered what her life was like, her needs, her dreams, her pain
What if she'd been wishing for a friendly word and smile?
A chance to know somebody who would go the extra mile?
What if she'd been waiting for a break, an open door?
Was this the opportunity that she'd been praying for?
I saw the cars she might not drive, the rings she might not wear
Because I would not risk myself, to stop, to ask, to care.
So what if what I offer her is not her cup of tea?
That's a choice for her to make--how selfish can I be?
When all my dreams are realized I don't want to regret
The lives I wouldn't touch and change, the no's I didn't get
Oh let me live a true go-give and let my mission be
Not to think, "do I need her?" but "maybe she needs me!"
If you know who the author of this poem is, please let us know! We'd be glad to credit her.
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