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In comes a sweaty, paunchy, balding middle-aged man wearing loafers and a discount rack sports jacket and a 35-dollar smile.
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| Hello, stereotypical generic alcohol commission-driven representative. How are you today? | |
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| I have a fantastic product this month. If you order a billion cases I can offer near packs, on packs, give always and a special draw for a pack of toothpicks with our logo on them. | |
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The rep keeps eyeing me and making grunting noises, uh uh uh uh uh uh
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| Well that sounds great but we have some overstock on some product we would like to move before we make a commitment like that. | |
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| I swear on my entire families grave that this product moves. I am so confident that you will sell the hell out of it that I will throw in an elegant black wire racking system. | |
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Still with the eyeing and grunting, but now he is sweating heavily he is so excited over this product I think he has a boner
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| Ok I’ll bite what’s the product? | |
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| An elegant B.C wine...Copper Spoon. | |
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