Had a blast with an "Air Purifier" salesman from Casper awhile ago here at the house. Course we made him do his sales schpiel in the mancave. He can hardly do his schpiel while rubbernecking to take all this gear in. It was like a "Kirby" presentation. The kid is only 23 years old, but knew quality when he was lookin at it. He finally said about halfway through his sales pitch--- "That's pretty old gear there isn't it/" I told him most of it was ten years older than he was. He said " You're not buying any air purifiers tonight are ya?" I told him no, but gave him good marks on his approach. He said" Fuck that....can we listen to this beast?". Why of course!! Set him in the sweet spot and as "Divine Moment of Truth" got wound up I hit the throttle on this pig and like Nando said " A smile was about to cross your face knowing what was about to hit him". Amen nando, it worked again. I think it was the thumping of his chest that was most impressive to him. He kept lookin behind everything in the room, I finally asked him what the F^%$ he was doin, he said " Lookin for the sub". Then I did crank it up, about 3" from his ear I was screaming about didn't need one. He never did hear me.
