"You don't understand: Willy was a salesman. And for a salesman, there is no rock bottom to the life. He don't put a bolt to a nut, he don't tell you the law or give you medicine. He's a man way out there in the blue, riding on a smile and a shoeshine. And when they start not smiling back- that's an earthquake. And then you get yourself of spots on your hat, and you're finished. Nobody dast blame this man. A salesman is got to dream, boy. It comes with the territory" (pg 1629).
This story comments on societal trends and beliefs in a variety of ways, but one way is very easy to notice. Unfortunately, I am very poor at thinking of the correct terminology so the best way to describe it that I can think of is prejudice. Everyone wanted to work their way up from being a salesman, even salesmen. I guess this could be compared to a server today? No body really wants to be one their entire life, but many can become trapped into being one for