Thursday, April 23, 2009

I can be such a sucker!

Cheaper Than Therapy


I just love Mama Kat's writing assignments. It always takes me in some direction that I had no idea that I was gonna go in. For example, this week the prompt I chose was number 4. Write about an interaction you had with a salesman. Go check out all the other wonderful writers over at her place.

Also, I do Jen's Thousand Word Thursday. I figure all the pictures I add into my stories let's me get away with it! :::snort:::


I was taking a nap. A wonderful nap. I just love naps, don't you?

When I woke up I wandered into the living room to see Da Man.

Da Man: "Hey, I'm glad you are up. The salesman is going to be here in about 30 minutes."

Me: "Uhhh, wha..?" I wiped the sleep from my eyes and the drool from my chin.

Da Man: "A salesman stopped by earlier but you were sleeping so he's going to be back here in a bit. He wanted both of us to be there."



Me: "Why did you do that? Why didn't you just make him go away? I don't want to have to deal with a salesman? What is he even selling? Oh man, now I need to clean." Needless to say, this was the last thing that I wanted to hear after having my wonderful nap. I felt cheated out of my post-nap mellowness.

I scurried around picking up dirty socks and dog chew toys and putting the sofa cushions back into place. Before I knew it....'ding dong'. The doorbell was rung.


The salesman was here.

He was a nice enough guy with a big Silver King vaccuum cleaner. Well, I didn't want another vaccuum cleaner and I sure didn't want a big expensive one. I figured I'd just let him do his spiel and then hurry him on out the door so that I could find some wine and make my husband a little bit miserable for having put me through this to begin with.

But...hmmm...that vaccuum is working really well.



Oh, wow. You can use it on carpet and tile and wood and it even doubles as a mop and carpet cleaner?

It purifies the air also?

OMG! Look how much crap it got up just in that one little spot!

We are getting down to the end of the demonstration and I had these wonderful little jitters in my stomach. Just like the ones that I get at the mall when I find a great new pair of shoes.

Da Man is making some negative noises. I started batting my eyes and smiling really pretty at him.

He bought it for me.

We are still making the payments.

I don't use it nearly often enough.

It sure is pretty though.

Me? Well, this picture explains it all.

25 comments:

Blogging Mama Andrea said...

LOL! I never answer the door when it rings unless it's the neighbor or the postman/fedex/dhl/ups guy. Them I want to talk to! It is a great looking vacuum though, I'll give you that.

Stopping by from Mama Kat's!

parentingBYdummies said...

I also convinced Hubby to get me one of those vacuum/carpet steamer thingys from a door to door person. Glad he didn't cave, though b/c then I'd have tp waste valuable blogging time steaming the carpets:)

Kim said...

Never, never, never answer the door before 5 p.m.! lol

My ATWT

sherri said...

Loved the story and your added photos- I add the photos sometimes too- I think readers enjoy all the visuals.

mo.stoneskin said...

Is that a lollipop? It's hard to see on my tiny phone screen. You paid for the hoover with a lollipop?! Fortunately I haven't spoken with a salesman for years.

Shawn said...

Mo: I routinely pay for all of my stuff with candy and baked goods. Don't you? :::snort:::

Kathy B! said...

Those door-to-door guys are gooood!

Mental P Mama said...

I feel like I just watched an episode of Everybody Loves Raymond.

kel said...

They actually still sell vaccuums door to door?

Noe Noe Girl...A Queen of all Trades. said...

And dont let Da Man answer the phone either!

Queen-Size funny bone said...

oh when we were kids we waited for the door salesmen for entertainment. 6 kids the salesman thought he stepped into hell.

Shawn said...

Mental P: Wow..that's an AWESOME thing to say! Ha!

KathyB! and Kel: Yes they do and yes they are.

Noe noe: No kidding! Don't 'even' get me started on the infomercials either!

Queen-size: Ahahaha! That's funny. Did ya'll throw little spit balls at him? ;o)

Snooty Primadona said...

Our son sold Kirby vaccums for a while and we swore we wouldn't buy one when he came to give us his *pitch*. We now have a new Kirby. I swear it does everything but the ironing. Yeah. I'm a freaking sucker too.

Anissa said...

Too funny! Love the pictures with it! TFS

I am Harriet said...

I'm with ya totally. Love the vacuum.

That.Girl said...

We almost bought something like that. And it serves your husband right for making the salesman come back and you have to deal. The least he could do is buy the damn thing for you!

:)

noble pig said...

Oh geez, you answered? Don't you know the rules about the door?

The Girl You Don't Bring Home to Momma said...

Hey Shawn - wanna buy some gym equipment in my basement, oh and I have a great floor buffer !

Kimmy said...

Yeah, I hate it when they come to the door. Sometimes I avoid the door. Other times they can tell we're home cause we'e just being loud...lol. I tend to be a sucker too.

Lacey said...

This was soooo hilarious! The pictures really added to the effect, haha.

But really, it IS a cool vaccuum...

Tricia said...

Love the story and the pictures. It's like a sitcom episode.

The Mom Jen said...

When the doorbell rings at our house I tell the kids to act like we're not home LOL!

Stacy (the Random Cool Chick) said...

Oh that's too funny! Hubby and I got suckered...I mean convinced...to buy a Kirby when the Princess Nagger was just a month old...I think we finally paid it off last year...and it's definitely not as pretty as yours is! ;)

Amy said...

I am so glad I live in the middle of nowheresville. A salesman wouldn't know where to go and get lost on his way and probably pee his pants because he would think that no one would ever find him. Loved your post and loved that you stopped by to visit and left me a comment. Thanks I will be back.

Kathy said...

Thankfully, we don't get vacuum cleaner salesmen. I can't see my carpet for all the other crap I buy from charismatic salesman. It's a good think I never met Jim Jones.