Your note to pay attention to the details was, yes, humorous in itself. I remember a question posted on the Internet, how much should one tip his mailman at Christmas? You'd be surprised (or not) how many people said "At least 10%, if not 15%."
Of WHAT???
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I dunno about you, but I hold on to 15% of my junk mail to give her at Christmas. :-) -rc
In the 80's I was trying to make a living as an illustrator. I didn't know how to switch a computer on, let alone did I own one, so when I needed a photo of a luxury car to work from I rode around to the local Mercedes dealer, on my very old Honda (built from 2 scrap bikes & oddments of steel & aluminium -- it really looked as if it was Noddy's bike!). I parked up outside the main entrance, and ambled in, wearing a ripped well-worn patched-up leather jacket & patch jeans, army surplus boots, & my famous beard. I looked rough, but the salesman didn't even blink: he showed me over several cars and encouraged me to book a test drive (I didn't mention that I only had a 2 wheel licence at the time), found some brochures for me & was extremely polite. Although he may not have made a sale that day, he showed me a valuable lesson in reserving assumptions -- and maybe one day I'll be back to buy.
Your note to pay attention to the details was, yes, humorous in itself. I remember a question posted on the Internet, how much should one tip his mailman at Christmas? You'd be surprised (or not) how many people said "At least 10%, if not 15%."
Of WHAT???
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I dunno about you, but I hold on to 15% of my junk mail to give her at Christmas. :-) -rc
Posted by: Mike from Dallas | March 27, 2008 9:22 AM
In the 80's I was trying to make a living as an illustrator. I didn't know how to switch a computer on, let alone did I own one, so when I needed a photo of a luxury car to work from I rode around to the local Mercedes dealer, on my very old Honda (built from 2 scrap bikes & oddments of steel & aluminium -- it really looked as if it was Noddy's bike!). I parked up outside the main entrance, and ambled in, wearing a ripped well-worn patched-up leather jacket & patch jeans, army surplus boots, & my famous beard. I looked rough, but the salesman didn't even blink: he showed me over several cars and encouraged me to book a test drive (I didn't mention that I only had a 2 wheel licence at the time), found some brochures for me & was extremely polite. Although he may not have made a sale that day, he showed me a valuable lesson in reserving assumptions -- and maybe one day I'll be back to buy.
Posted by: Phil McFadden -Wales, UK | March 29, 2008 10:58 PM
Read the article that everyone's commenting on, or post a comment about it.