David Storrs of Utah and Nevada, Business Consulting and Management Expertise
CORPORATE SITE: www.davidstorrsgroup.com ........ David Storrs is a highly qualified technical marketing and project management professional with a well-developed business acumen reflecting a career of strong ownership, responsibility and diverse people skills coupled with hands-on IT and Business Development experience in a global market. David Storrs of Utah and Nevada has a seasoned and sharpened ability to apply advanced technical project management to a diverse range of functional product or business development environments. David Alan Storrs gives detailed attention to project objectives, delivering simultaneous, large-scale mission critical projects on time & under budget in diverse global locations. Team-based interaction style and superior interpersonal skills lend to the ability to elicit cooperation in success of critical path projects and initiatives. David Storrs Group Specialties: Social Media Optimization - Business Development - Corporate Predator Prevention - Corporate Policy and Procedures - Sales Force Development - Business and Project Plan Writing - Business Cycle Project Management - Social Networking Media Perception - Marketing and Business Development Research - Corporate Retreats with The David Storrs Group -
David Storrs favorite Runyard Kipling Poem is his philosophy - If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you But make allowance for their doubting too, If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, Or being hated, don’t give way to hating, And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise: If you can dream–and not make dreams your master, If you can think–and not make thoughts your aim; If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster And treat those two impostors just the same; If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, And stoop and build ‘em up with worn-out tools: If you can make one heap of all your winnings And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss, And lose, and start again at your beginnings And never breath a word about your loss; If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew To serve your turn long after they are gone, And so hold on when there is nothing in you Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on!” If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, Or walk with kings–nor lose the common touch, If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you; If all men count with you, but none too much, If you can fill the unforgiving minute With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run, Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it, And–which is more–you’ll be a Man, my son!