Like I said: I stink at selling anything, ever. I forgot to list one more of the basics in my prior post: I will insist on wearing modest flannel pajamas every night so that when I sleep in and you have to stand on my deck in the freezing cold, ringing the doorbell that only works one in five times and I come stumbling out with hedgehog hair, at least you and your frightened child will not have to endure looking at an old woman in lingerie, as well.
Yup, that's what happened on day two. Do you think they will refer me to all their friends?
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