Wednesday, September 12, 2007

Hard Days Work


Knock at the door. Not sure who the suits were that I was spying through the peephole, but had a good feeling it was our bi-monthly visit from the Kingdom Hallers. Nope, not today. Today was Kirby. Just as I'm giving my 'not interested' speel, suit #1 pulls out a piece of paper that has my husbands name, address and phone number on it. Ya, he signed us up for a drawing for a free trip to Mexico... in exchange for a demonstration. Ugh. Feeling obligated due to husbands lack of reading the fine print skills, I let them in.




So suit #1 and suit #2 come in with their boxes of goods. Goods being vacuum cleaners that cost more than my first born. Suit #1 has another appointment elsewhere, so he leaves suit #2 to me. This being his second demonstration suit #2 has done.






Poor suit #2. He could hardly get the thing out of the box, had to look at his cheat sheet about 14 times, knocked my blinds down as he was cleaning them, sucked up doll shoes off the floor and had to call his boss 3 times to figure out how the shampooer worked. From my cell phone.




If that was his second demo, I would have hated to be his first.

1 comment:

Sarah said...

Oh my word!!! I love it. Poor guy. Did he stick his hands under his armpits and smell 'em like this?!