That Poor Door-to-Door Salesman
Apparently, last Sunday, while I was off doing a long run with E2, E had to answer the door when a door-to-door carpet steam-cleaning salesman rang. I am told the exchange went something like this:
Salesman: Hi! Are your parents home?
E: Ummm... no. [Thinks: Wow. Great sales move.] This is my house.
Salesman: [Not to be deterred] Oh. Great. I see you have carpet [points to carpet], and I'm here to offer to steam clean your carpet. Is there a particularly dirty area where I can show you the benefits of our services?
E: Ahh yes, you see the carpet, but do you see that? [points to stack of hardwood boxes]. That's hardwood flooring that will be installed next week. So, we aren't too worried about how dirty the carpet is.
Salesman: ... Well, I could steam clean your couch...
E: I admire your persistence, but, as you can see, our couch is leather.
E: Have a nice day...
I know this was probably one of the worst sales calls this guy has ever done. But I just can't stop laughing at the hilarity of how it played out.
You can probably enjoy the heck out of that carpet now. Dance around with filled-to-the-brim glasses of red wine. Blindfolded.
We certainly should have done that! Too bad it's too late, now. Pictures of the new floors to come soon!
Given the "are your parents home" question, I'd say E let the guy off pretty easy.
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