Hey War Room,
It has been a while. It was you, not me. While you were arguing about CRM of the day, I was detoxing, relaxing and firebombing Marketing's hopes and dreams.
Anyway, onto the shitshow.
Had a call with one of the FAANG gang last week, who are one of our biggest clients and investors.
The topic of conversation was simple. Contract renewal and potential upsell.
They'd had some leadership changes, so our December call got pushed into January and then the big cheese had covidski. Covid is still a thing then, huh?
Anyway, queue the call last week. I rock up with a couple of my team, expecting no significant hurdles.
Within the first two minutes, two of their PM's are arguing about their strategy for our data markets.
Me and the team sit there on mute for the next 10 mins watching the FAANG telenovela play out in front of us.
My description of the eye rolls could not do them justice.
We literally had our champion Whatsapping us during the call going, 'sorry they're like that, we clearly have some things to sort out internally.'
Queue the next 40mins of us trying to walk through the agenda while the telenovela kept playing out, and then my team having to explain everything again.
Long story short, nothing was achieved apart from the FAANG Gang going away and saying they had to do some Q5 planning.
We then received a group mail from our champion and separate mails from the rest of the FAANG gang post-call.
Happy valentines day, you filthy animals.
P.S Still all gucci on the renewal, mildly annoyed about the upsell.
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