Rusty Shackleford
Automotive M.D.
I was out the door 5 seconds when some lady saw me. I saw her see me, and muttered to myself, "Ah hell, what the f*ck is this bitch selling?" I started to hook up the hose, (only way the wife will let me use the grill, now,) and she starts her shpeil. Starts going off on some energy saving malarky, and asks to see my gas and electric bills to see if some 'point' whatchacallit was under 100, and if so, she could save me money. I told her that we are a split household. She says that doesn't matter, and to see my bills. I said that I don't have them handy. She said she'll wait. From that point, I was done being nice. Look, lady, you just don't get it. I'm sure that the 30 minute sales training seminar you took 3 hours ago is very informative, but right now I'm a little busy to listen to your pre-written bullshit, so, if you don't mind...
She said to enjoy my day, and went on to the neighbor's place.
Some people just don't get it. Why do I have to be the one they see? Why do I have to be the one to ruin their post-GED sales dreams? Why do I have to be the one to tell them that the $1500 Kirby vac does the same job as my $150 Hoover?
She said to enjoy my day, and went on to the neighbor's place.
Some people just don't get it. Why do I have to be the one they see? Why do I have to be the one to ruin their post-GED sales dreams? Why do I have to be the one to tell them that the $1500 Kirby vac does the same job as my $150 Hoover?