"No. I don't want your stupid vaccum."
Those are the words that Molly should have used, but instead we were treated to a 1 hour demonstration/interrogation about the necessity of owning a Kirby vaccum. Apparently, this machine is so amazing that it can vaccum your carpet, sand your floors, cure cancer, and find Osama bin Laden, for the lowwwwwwwww price of $2400.
Oh, let me get the petty cash out of my sock drawer.
The only upside to this entire endeavour was that the 2ft x 2ft square of carpet that this machine was tested on will never have to be cleaned again. I finally convinced them to leave by giving them each a beer. They were truly grateful and went on their way.
1 comment:
That is hilarious. My parents have owned a Kirby vacuum cleaner for about 25 years that was sold to them by a door-to-door salesman. Good thing Molly had you there. When they visited our house in 1985, my mom only had me for back-up, and I kept telling her that she DEFINITELY had to buy it. If only she had thought of the beer trick.
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