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So I was at a mall in Sacramento today working a bridal show as part of my job in Marketing of a travel agency. (You do all know I can sell travel now, right?)
After hours of talking to bride-to-be’s, mall shoppers, people of questionable mental faculties, and meth heads (sometimes this proved to be all the same person), a frail old man made his way to my booth.
UMB called him into the booth to check out the free cruise that we are giving away.
He wasn’t interested in signing up for the drawing. He sort of waved me off, and said in a quite voice, “I don’t need to win a cruise.”
I asked him if he had been on a cruise before. “Yes,” he replied.
“Where did you go?” I asked.
“Alaska.”
“Do you remember what cruise line you went on?” It seemed to be a reasonable question…
“Of course I do.” He said.
I was getting a bit frustrated at my inability to really engage him in my little sales pitch.
I made my last stab at it. “Did you have a good time on the Alaska Cruise?”
He responded, “Well, they didn’t set me on fire.”
What a life that guy must live.
