A pretty lazy weekend, but enjoyable nonetheless.
Introduced Pink to Tequila shooters, which worked out well for her (as you can read on her blog — no puking, which for her is a surprise!)
Mel’s monitor died on Sunday. She’d been using my old Dell 21″ monitor that we knew wasn’t going to last long, and it finally crapped out forcing her to go back to the 14″ she’d been using prior to the hand-me-down. Turns out she got spoiled and now finds that too small, so we did some price-searching online, and decided that Future Shop actually had good prices for decent 19″ monitors.
We went in, I pointed out the Samsung 955DF model we wanted to the salesman, and prepared for him to offer the Extended Service Plan. He didn’t. He did point out they didn’t have one in stock but I could order it and it would arrive by about Thursday, and that was fine. He also couldn’t figure out how to ring it up at his local terminal and left to get help.
Five minutes later, he fetches us, brings us up to the helpdesk and says he can do it there as soon as the girl is done with that terminal.
I joked “In other words, you don’t know how to do it and she does.”
He responds “Not true!” with a grin, and then proceeds to fumble through ringing up our purchase and finally a different girl behind the counter stands behind him and tells him which buttons to press to get it done.
But hey, on the plus side, he didn’t ask if I wanted the Extended Service Plan!
Oh, and this reminds me — on Saturday the doorbell rang, which is an odd occurance because our friends just open the door and shout “Hello”. I opened it and a young guy with a bag of some product is standing in front of me. He’s got two spray bottles out and holds them at me as he begins his spiel. I don’t even listen and I say “No” and wait for him to thank me for my time and leave. Instead he adds “I just want you to see what it is, see…” and I say “No” again, a bit more forcefully.
“I just want you to see that…”
This time I stepped forward, fixed him directly in the eye and glared and said in my firmest “Bad dog!” voice, “NO.” and then shut the door on him.
What is it with these jackasses? Does this sales approach actually work? All it did with me was make me angry.
Bah.
But still, a good weekend.
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