Bold- Beautiful Mixing Window Film
This might not surprise many people but I really like to capture attention when I make sales calls.
First; I am a most interesting person (at least in my own mind!)
Second; I really get off on window film and love to blab about how great these films are . .blah. . blah. .blah.
So when a recent estimate came up the other day I zipped right down the road to dazzle my prospective client with the kind of Feldman brilliance that has launched a thousand squeegees!
I rang the door bell while simultaneously deciding whether to leave the sunglasses on or off. (These minor decisions make all the difference in my OCD brain while I await the dog howling and lock opening ritual)
The lady of the house opens the door.
Dour look on her face like I was there to sell life insurance or more likely burial plots.
Hubby shuffles in looking sadder than his wife. OK I think to myself. .I have to be really upbeat.
I ask my patented questions that drill down to the heart of the matter and raise that level of brilliance I mentioned earlier.
I noticed (since I am not deaf) ; the TV blasting a daytime serial.
NO ONE IS PAYING THE LEAST BIT OF ATTENTION TO ME.
I mean. .not one syllable.
Both wifey and hubby are entirely engrossed in the Bold and The Beautiful.
They are also enthralled by a Mr. Clean ad and the promo's for the upcoming Dr. Phil Show.
The dog; however is not so impressed since I have his complete attention.
I start thinking that maybe I should offer to come back later or perhaps make some type of snide comment.
That little angel voice in my head whispers " be patient."

The little Devil says : "Knock over a table or something."
The angle wins. .and I stay quietly watching a bold an beautiful woman be upset with a bolder and beautiful gu on TV.
I might never get that order; but I sure hope things work out for Ryan and his bride. .
Plus I make a note to watch Dr. Phil at 6 PM.
First; I am a most interesting person (at least in my own mind!)
Second; I really get off on window film and love to blab about how great these films are . .blah. . blah. .blah.
So when a recent estimate came up the other day I zipped right down the road to dazzle my prospective client with the kind of Feldman brilliance that has launched a thousand squeegees!
I rang the door bell while simultaneously deciding whether to leave the sunglasses on or off. (These minor decisions make all the difference in my OCD brain while I await the dog howling and lock opening ritual)
The lady of the house opens the door.

Dour look on her face like I was there to sell life insurance or more likely burial plots.
Hubby shuffles in looking sadder than his wife. OK I think to myself. .I have to be really upbeat.
I ask my patented questions that drill down to the heart of the matter and raise that level of brilliance I mentioned earlier.
I noticed (since I am not deaf) ; the TV blasting a daytime serial.
NO ONE IS PAYING THE LEAST BIT OF ATTENTION TO ME.
I mean. .not one syllable.

Both wifey and hubby are entirely engrossed in the Bold and The Beautiful.
They are also enthralled by a Mr. Clean ad and the promo's for the upcoming Dr. Phil Show.
The dog; however is not so impressed since I have his complete attention.

I start thinking that maybe I should offer to come back later or perhaps make some type of snide comment.
That little angel voice in my head whispers " be patient."

The little Devil says : "Knock over a table or something."
The angle wins. .and I stay quietly watching a bold an beautiful woman be upset with a bolder and beautiful gu on TV.
I might never get that order; but I sure hope things work out for Ryan and his bride. .
Plus I make a note to watch Dr. Phil at 6 PM.




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