Do a little improv, moron.
I answered the door.
A man in a white dress shirt answered, holding a clipboard. He had that particular sort of smile that made you know he was working on commission.
Glancing down at his clipboard quickly, he asked, "Are you the homeowner?"
Regulary, I'm sure, the standard opening line would have worked just fine and this man would have successfully taken the first step to earning a grand total of 10% of his sale.
But you see, sometimes you have to earn that measely percentile, my good man. When a seven-teen-year old answers the door to a house two a double garage, a porch and a dog behind her, is asking, "Are you the homeowner" really the brightest opener you can manage?
I think next time someone decides that is the appropriate question to ask me when I open the door, I will answer, "Yes, yes I am" and have some fun.
A man in a white dress shirt answered, holding a clipboard. He had that particular sort of smile that made you know he was working on commission.
Glancing down at his clipboard quickly, he asked, "Are you the homeowner?"
Regulary, I'm sure, the standard opening line would have worked just fine and this man would have successfully taken the first step to earning a grand total of 10% of his sale.
But you see, sometimes you have to earn that measely percentile, my good man. When a seven-teen-year old answers the door to a house two a double garage, a porch and a dog behind her, is asking, "Are you the homeowner" really the brightest opener you can manage?
I think next time someone decides that is the appropriate question to ask me when I open the door, I will answer, "Yes, yes I am" and have some fun.