21/5/2012
I was in Istanbul recently and had stopped for some lunch inside the Grand Bazaar. What an incredible experience. I wasn’t in a rush and happily spent an hour just watching the world go by as I sipped my apple tea. One trader, a carpet salesman, caught my eye, as his shop was directly in my view, and I became fascinated by the effort he was going to in order to secure a sale.
I had noticed a customer go into the shop and a number of carpets being unrolled and laid out on the showroom floor. As each carpet was rejected the shop door would open and the unwanted carpet was rolled roughly and placed on the floor. Very soon a small pile was growing. Suddenly the door open and two men came out, each dashing of in a different direction. Another carpet joined the pile, and then another.
The two men, who had just a few minutes earlier rushed off, both returned with more carpets over their shoulders. I could see the carpets being laid out on the floor, but these too were soon rejected and joined the others. The pile of carpets outside the shop was now becoming something of a mountain. Again the door opened and another carpet was heaved onto the pile.
Then the carpet, that was the main window display of the shop, was lifted from its rack and laid on the floor. Would this be the one? The customer walked around the beautiful carpet, considered it from every angle, but then shook his head. It too joined the pile.
Now I tried to get a shirt from a widow display once. It was the only one they had in my size, but was told it couldn’t be done. They lost a sale that day and as it happens I’ve never been back.
So, I think we could learn a great deal about sales from this carpet salesman in Istanbul!




