This is a story about a girl named Bankruptcy

WeWork filed for bankruptcy last week. 

Now, if I knew any LESS about what all it entails when a company files for bankruptcy, your head would spin. So we're not here to talk about that. 

What I do know is that seeing it in the news reminded me of the time we had our team meeting there. 

 Let’s set the scene:

It was a couple of years ago and we were sooo excited to get out of our usual office for a change of scenery. If we weren’t ALL wearing our wide-brimmed tan hats (you know the ones) then it was really close to being all of us. 

Fresh off an incredible launch, hope on the horizon for the new year… you could say we were feeling ourselves when we pulled up to our adorable, urban WeWork location that morning. 

 Here we are taking the elevator up to the 3rd floor. You know we took a mirror selfie in there, I’m sure of it. Big business girlies.

3rd floor, we made it. Floor to ceiling windows, an industrial-designed dream. Exposed beams and pipes, omg. "Not only do I want to work here today, I want to be buried here," I thought. 

This is actual footage of how I was standing at the front desk waiting for them to tell us where the conference room we’d rented was so that we could go make ourselves comfy and I could stay high on life for the rest of the day.

10 minutes later

 Did they see us? I know she couldn’t miss this hat, right?

 “Oh um hi excuse me, we have a reservation for a conference space today!”

 “K, what’s your name?”

It was like we had just ordered the seafood tower at 8:50pm and the restaurant closes at 9pm. Except we hadn't! (And we vow to never be those people, amen)

 She reluctantly stopped what she was doing to take us to our conference room. But it was too late. Our business girl giddy buzz was gone. 

 We had a great meeting that day. I honestly haven’t thought about it a ton since. But it was the first thing I thought of when I saw WeWork’s name in the news. 

 What can we learn from this? 

Experience dang near trumps everything. 

 Even the free kombucha on tap couldn’t make me forget the woman at the front desk pretending we were not there.

 How do people feel when they see your name? You may not have control over much, but you have control over that. 

 Xo, The Salesgirls