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Originally Posted by Undertoad
Victory is mine
I helped an old man out looking at rings. He picked one out, asked for it to be cleaned and put in a box, then announced he'd be back with his debit card.
The guys relentlessly agreed that he was never coming back.
Five minutes later - in walks the dude! And the guys had to admit that victory was mine.
(It was OK because not an hour earlier, I spent 10 minutes with a guy helping him look at Nintendo handheld games systems, picking out games for his son, only to find at the end of all that that he wouldn't buy it unless we provided a warranty. Well there's precious time wasted... unless it isn't)
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Good foy you!
Reminds me of a time back in the day when I had a gig at Sears selling electronics on straight commission. I was the newbie sales associate and the long time employees always got to do the really good sales while they threw me a few crumbs.
One evening it was pretty slow and we were all standing around shooting the breeze and watching the clock for quitting time. A couple of hispanic guys, still dressed in their grubby work clothes, wandered in and started looking at TV's, talking to one another in Spanish. My coworker rolled her eyes, and said to me "YOU go watch them and make sure they don't try to steal something."
So I went up to them and trotted out my 10 words of Spanish. They answered in kind and I finally figured out that not only had they just gotten paid, they wanted to buy stuff to take home to their families across the border - $4,000.00 worth which was a lot of money at the time - with an added sweet commission because I even got them to buy product protection plans. Don't think Sears has a Mexico branch, but it was cool by them and REALLY cool by me.
I laughed all the way to my paycheck.
