Two ‘fears’ coming right up!
Lets see… My first fear would be bumping into, or being found, by one of my unsatisfied customers. I’m pretty skittish in large crowds, but so far I’ve been pretty lucky having only met two unsatisfied customers in my life. Please do not ask me abount my encounters I’d like to not be reminded about what happened…
Now for my second fear… How should I put this… I fear that someday I may not make it through one of my rough periods to once again visit the beaches. What I’m trying to say is when I finally reach a good amount of cash I tend to spend it too quickly and I end up struggling to get by. It’s a problem I’m fully aware of but it’s quite hard to quit..
Well there you go! I do hope this has satisfied your curiosity. Now off you go! Bye bye.
Well.. Being a salesman has it’s pro’s and con’s you see. You have satisfied customers and you have not so satisfied customers. And some of those not so satisfied customers hold grudges and those are who I call my enemies. Simple as that.
Listen here dear, does Mr. Chappie have enemies? None, that I know of at least. We’re talking about giving out information that could possible be used against me.
Here, how about this. I will give you two fears that cannot possibly be used against me. For 15$, no more and no less..
How does 25$ sound? A mere 12.50 a fear!
Slow but going. Thinking of visiting the beaches soon. It should help loosen this stress I’ve been feeling.
Oh? Hmm… I’ll give out two fears. How much are you willing to give?
What are your greatest fears?
I have enemies pal. Do you really think I’d just… SHARE my fears because someone asked? I think you’ve hit your head.
Do you need a bag of ice to cool that hot head of yours?
NOPE You can save it Mr…Mr. B? I’M going to go take a nap.
If you need me you’ll find me on the beaches!
If you can’t even hold up to the competition, how can you hope to be a salesman?
You’re really going to let yourself be outdone already, good Sir? By yourself, no less? Tsk, tsk, tsk, your professionalism doesn’t have very high standards, does it, Mister McBean?
But you’re not- I mean you’re just- But I’m-
I’m not dealing with this right now, I could be dealing with costumers, or SLEEPING not wasting my time on.. MYSELF!!
Seems like it, friend! Only…
…there’s something a bit different about you. Did you lose weight?
More like did you eat a year’s worth supply of chocolate in one day? Holy cow you’re fat, when did I let myself go??
“Well-fed”. The word you’re looking for is “well-fed”.
Your customer-side service is terrible, no wonder no one’s hangin’ around your wagon.
Tch- My customer service is amazing! But I’m not going to waste that act on, well… myself. And the only reason why I haven’t a customer is because a ‘well fed’ old man is hanging around. Wait.. did I just.. insult myself..?
I’m honestly not quite sure anymore…