Saturday, December 23, 2006
at Christmastime we are all joys in God's eyes. even car salesmen.
First off, Merry Christmas. If you can believe in it then Yes, Virginia there is a Christmas. there may not be snow or even freezing temperatures or even much of the so-called 'air' of Christmas filling the world, but it does seem like that time of year is upon us. Sure doesn't seem like it anymore. It did a few weeks ago, slightly, but not so much now.
Been home a few days. Been with the family a few days. Put on many pounds. Have done a lot of bad stuff to my body. Most all of which has involved sweets.
Today Grandaddy and I went car shopping. Looked at several vehicles, pissed off a few car salesmen and vice versa. I walked away from several near buys today upset that I didn't make a purchase but knowing in my heart that none of them were right for me anyways. But if I hear one more "What would/do I have to do to put you in this car today?" I am going to burst. Yes, I know it's their job and many car salesmen are sad (Glengary Glen Ross) enough that you know that just below they really need the sale. A few years ago I would have let that pressure get to me. These days, forget it. Tomorrow is another day, and I'll figure it out eventually. And stop talking to me. Or at least in that tone. I know who I am, I sort of know what I want, and I know what you are not going to do; mainly, change that. I don't buy into that salesmanship philosophy.
boy--angry/frustrated blogging is fun(ny). So it's almost Christmas Eve. Thinking about this crap is no way to spend the holidays. Time to let it go for 48 hours, and just revel in the spirit of...togetherness. etc etc.
turn on some music and smile. me and julio down by the schoolyard.
Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night. ¶ 12/23/2006 11:59:00 PM
Been home a few days. Been with the family a few days. Put on many pounds. Have done a lot of bad stuff to my body. Most all of which has involved sweets.
Today Grandaddy and I went car shopping. Looked at several vehicles, pissed off a few car salesmen and vice versa. I walked away from several near buys today upset that I didn't make a purchase but knowing in my heart that none of them were right for me anyways. But if I hear one more "What would/do I have to do to put you in this car today?" I am going to burst. Yes, I know it's their job and many car salesmen are sad (Glengary Glen Ross) enough that you know that just below they really need the sale. A few years ago I would have let that pressure get to me. These days, forget it. Tomorrow is another day, and I'll figure it out eventually. And stop talking to me. Or at least in that tone. I know who I am, I sort of know what I want, and I know what you are not going to do; mainly, change that. I don't buy into that salesmanship philosophy.
boy--angry/frustrated blogging is fun(ny). So it's almost Christmas Eve. Thinking about this crap is no way to spend the holidays. Time to let it go for 48 hours, and just revel in the spirit of...togetherness. etc etc.
turn on some music and smile. me and julio down by the schoolyard.
Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night. ¶ 12/23/2006 11:59:00 PM
