Well, It Is A Day For Crazy Good Deals, Right?NOT MY STORY
It’s Black Friday, and I’m doing my duty to keep our consumerist culture happy. As I’m meandering down the aisles to finish my list, a guy flags me down and says, “Hello, miss…”
I stop, thinking he’s going to ask about the s’mores kits in my cart. (I’ve had several people ask about them already.)
Guy: “What kind of wireless service do you have?”
I finally notice that he’s stationed by a booth for a local cable company that offers Internet, crammed among the merchandise. Their salesmen are really pushy and won’t take “no” for an answer.
Me: “None of your business.”
The guy stared at me for a solid two minutes with his jaw hanging open as I walked away. I don’t like salesmen harassing me on a normal day, let alone on the busiest shopping day of the year and after my coffee has worn off.
Well, It Is A Day For Crazy Good Deals, Right? NOT MY STORY
It’s Black Friday, and I’m doing my duty to keep our consumerist culture happy. As I’m meandering down the aisles to finish my list, a guy flags me down and says, “Hello, miss…”
I stop, thinking he’s going to ask about the s’mores kits in my cart. (I’ve had several people ask about them already.)
Guy: “What kind of wireless service do you have?”
I finally notice that he’s stationed by a booth for a local cable company that offers Internet, crammed among the merchandise. Their salesmen are really pushy and won’t take “no” for an answer.
Me: “None of your business.”
The guy stared at me for a solid two minutes with his jaw hanging open as I walked away. I don’t like salesmen harassing me on a normal day, let alone on the busiest shopping day of the year and after my coffee has worn off.