ROFL, off thread but not entirely; A bunch of years ago I had worked a super amount of overtime over a summer and decided it was time for my concert level pianist wife to have a "real" piano. We shopped around and found one that she wanted a better look at, but we only saw it through the store window out of hours. The next day I dropped by to price it.BrassMonkey wrote:I am just not real big on walking into a store with a bunch of money and being treated rudely. My right is to take my money elsewhere... Right?
I parked my telephone company van in front of the store and wandered in in my t-shirt, jeans, and dirty work boots, One of those really snooty and snotty type salesmen, you all know the type, came over to me and in one opf those condescending tones asked if he could help me.
I told him I wanted to know the price on that piano because I was considering buying it for my wife, and his response was "She plays does she?" in one of those truly snotty voices, so I dropped into redneck mode (I think Larry the Cable Guy was in the store and stole his act from me) and said "Yeah, well she's thinkin' of tryin' it and it's my persoinal philtoscopy that she should have the best right to start with, ya know?" and he pretty much told me that if I had to ask about the price I couldn't afford it. I said something rude to him and left.
As luck would have it, serendipity has reigned supreme in some of my best put down experiences, it turned out that one of my wife's students' mother worked in that same piano store. We negotiated the sale through her.
We arranged for the sale to be conducted when that salesman was present, and I paid cash for the $9,000.00+ piano. The snotty guy was somewhat disappointed, it was a commission sale too.
