Death according to Lazarus...

Salesmen are my new pet peeve.

I realize everyone needs a job. I realize companies need salesmen to sell their products...I get all that.

Here's what I don't get:
Ding-Dong (that's the doorbell)...as I approach the door...Ding-Dong, Ding-Dong (the door bell again iin rapid succession, as I approach the door...so already I'm mildly irritated).

GUY: Good afternoon miss (okay you get points for the 'miss' and not using the dreaded Ma'am) would you like to subscribe to the Journal Times,

ME:...(as politely and cheery as you can imagine) Oh, no thank you, I try my hardest NOT to read the paper...laugh.

GUY: But ma'am (ok you lost me) we are offering you a subscription for only a dollar a week...

ME: (still cheery) No, thank you...

GUY: But can't I just get this out...

ME: (less cheery, but still very nice) I'm sorry, I'm just not interested...

GUY: (getting snarky and rude) You can't get a dollar a weeks worth out of the paper? Why can't I just get that out...

ME: (Still smiling while shutting the door, I think 'that's right asshole, argue with me, now I really want the paper!')


So what is my point? Just this: there are products I know I want and would buy no matter the cost, products I'll buy if the price is right, products I might consider buying, and then there's the products I know I do not want no matter what.

Salesmen it is your job to sell me those products in the first three situations. I'm an easygoing girl, I'll even make it easy for you (you know the saying, a fool and their money...)

However, if I do not want something and I know I don't want it, and tell you nicely I don't want it...nothing you can say will make me want it. Your persistance will just make us both frustrated.

P.S. turning into an asshole and yelling at me...where's the logic in that? Trying to bully me into being a customer, oh that'll work. Dumbass!