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I can't believe Sales people like this still exist. I know most cliches are based in fact, but I would have hoped this kind of nonesense was long gone.
When Mrs Mephisto and I bought our two cars, we obviously wanted different things. I went for the big red, powerful "grunt car", with a growling engine and a BHP large enough to drag mour house off its foundations. Rather impractical for the 14km commute through city-traffic it was to be used for, but rather gratifying for my shallow male pride and posturing. The Sales guy who dealt with us was perfect. Friendly, knowledgable and helpful. He knew I was the buyer, but he also knew that I could buy anything without my wife's permission either! So, whilst he dealt with me, he was also friendly to Mrs Mephisto and even made the odd joke at my expense.
Later the same week, when we went to buy Mrs Mephisto her car, we had almost the same experience but with the genders reversed. I sat there quietly and politely, listening as the Sales woman gave her pitch to my wife (not me). I simply chimed in once in a while to ask a question and make a joke (don't look at me, it's her car! etc). The experience was very pleasant for both of us, and the car was "sold" to Mrs Mephisto within a few minutes.
The moral of the story? Same as Clavus, but for the opposite reasons.
If you want to sell to someone,
A) Don't be an asshole
or
B) Be nice and listen to their needs
or
C)Both of the above
Mr Mephisto
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