It wasn’t the product. The shiny vacuum cleaner fit neatly in a small box. But when the salesman took all the pieces and parts out of the box and starting snapping, fitting, and twisting them together, it overwhelmed me. I’ll never be able to put it together, I joked.
He flashed me a wide grin. He was young. Good-looking. Well dressed. And he knew his sales pitch well. So well, in fact, that it slid through his lips at an alarming speed and I found myself asking again and again, “Would you repeat that?” He could. He did.
Let’s start at the beginning. I was outside cleaning the patio on a gorgeous autumn day, bemoaning the fact that I would soon be putting all the furniture and outdoor accessories away for the next season. Almost out of no where, but actually from behind a beat-up old…
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