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The Salesman by Waldo T. Boyd Salesman's Guide ruled too.
The modern nineteen ninety five customer who enters Tracey's department
store is not always right, but as far as you
are concerned, he is the little green que light blinked
(00:20):
three times. Trevor Anson arranged his tie at just the
natterally precise angle, waved his hand before a hidden lighting
effects which in the smooth marble pillar at the entrance
to the display room and faced the elevator. This would
be a green light customer, a first time prospect, and
(00:41):
three blinks indicated a very difficult individual. Anson quickly practiced
his most beguiling smile. Welcome to Tracey's Roboid Department, he
said enthusiastically, as the elevator door slid open. His practiced
smile was just right. He quickly noted the man's conservative dress,
(01:03):
the flaming red tie aggressive type. Anson decided a shock
of red hair that didn't want to lie down. Hinted
that he was stubborn as well. Heard you've got a
sail on robots, red tie said challengingly as he stepped
aside for his wife. The woman who stepped off the
elevator smiled, showing a lovely dimple, and Anson beamed on her.
(01:28):
The tiny flake of a hat perched atop her auburn
hair reminded Anson of the comb on a road island.
Red not robots, Sir Anson corrected diplomatically, The plastic ass
roboid is not exactly a robot. Well, anyhow, trot one
(01:49):
out and let's see what it looks like. Milicent will
never be satisfied until she's seen one of the things.
He glared dramatically in the general direction of his wife,
who pretended not to notice. Anson led them into the
gray room. He mentally went over the applicable rule. Rule
twenty three always introduced the marked down merchandise first. It
(02:14):
may provide the customer with an incentive for buying something better.
These are last year's models, he said, with just the
right flavor of distaste in his voice. Of course, you
may expect a slight reduction, a small percentage. Red Tie
was muttering, damned mechanical things full of wheels and wires.
(02:37):
What's to keep him from running a muck and killing us?
All but dear, they don't have wheels anymore, protested the woman,
timidly her face was pretty, Anson decided, but it was
obvious that the man would be the deciding factor in
this sale. He made a mental note rule thirty one,
pick the individual of a family group. He seemed to
(03:00):
hold the deciding voice, and sell who remembered a portion
of the sales talk he had memorized a few days before,
and took it up, almost chanting, Our roboids are grown
much as crystals are grown in great vats in New Chicago.
A plastic cast roboid is guaranteed a fat chance. We'd
(03:21):
have a collecting the guarantee we were chopped into minced meat.
Red Tie interrupted, shuddering slightly as the implication of his
own words hitting Anson felt a moment of panic as
he failed to remember an applicable rule from the salesman's guide,
but it formed in his head at the last moment.
Cruel eighteen. Never argue with a customer. Changed the subject,
(03:47):
Why don't you come with me to the green room,
he asked, The very latest models are on display. He
walked slowly at first, then more quickly as the couple
allowed themselves to be led. He slid his hand near
a hidden switch in the archway and the floodlights came
on just as they entered. The woman uttered a little
(04:10):
squeal of delight at the sight of a very handsome
figure dressed in a cutaway, standing in an attitude of service. Oh,
she breathed dreamily. He would make such wonderful butler, Well
wind him up and let's see what he'll do, growled
the man, his face florid in the colored light of
(04:33):
the green room. I'm so very sorry, Anson said, slightly flustered,
remembering that this was always the crucial moment in the sail.
The roboid cannot be activated for demonstration purposes. What roared
red tie incredulously. Do you mean to say you want
(04:55):
me to buy the damned thing without knowing whether it
ticks or not? Anson tried desperately to remember the best
rule for such an answer, but failed. He plunged desperately
into his own explanation. You see, our roboids are matched
to your family personality at the time of purchase and activated.
(05:18):
Then we cannot erase a personality once it has been
transferred to their sensitive minds. He saw the disbelieving smirk
on the man's mouth and felt that the sale was
indeed lost, but he plunged on desperately. They're very economical.
They don't require any upkeep like food. When they become tired,
(05:40):
they will sit or lie down near an electric outlet
and plug in a power cord, and in a few
moments they are as rested and tireless as bosh red
Tyre retorted. I've heard enough, Come Milicent's. We still have
time to try Bond's new Helierota. At least they'll give
us a demonstration. Anson escorted them to the Magna lift.
(06:02):
He felt better as he recalled the last drawl in
the guide, the one that seemed to cover the situation
so well, Rule fifty. If they balk because of the
no demonstration rule, let them go. They will be back
when they have seen one of their friends with the
plastic cast roboid. Good Bye, Sir Madam, Anson said wearily
(06:25):
as the Magna lift doors closed. Come again soon. He
breathed a sigh of relief. As the elevator cage dropped
them from sight. A salesman who had been standing by
spoke to Anson. People are such tears at times, aren't they?
He said, However, it's time for your rest period. I'll
(06:48):
take over now. Thank you so much, Anson replied, Tiredly,
he walked to a tiny room at the far end
of the great showroom and closed the door. He stretched
wearily out on a low folding cot, the only piece
of furniture, and reached for a tiny black power cord
(07:11):
hanging near by. Deftly, he plugged it into the socket
under his armpit and breathed deeply, relaxedly, Yes, he chanted, softly,
drifting off to sleep. People are such dear sometimes. End
(07:31):
of The Salesman by Waldo T. Boyd
The Salesman by Waldo T. Boyd Salesman's Guide ruled too.
The modern nineteen ninety five customer who enters Tracey's department
store is not always right, but as far as you
are concerned, he is the little green que light blinked
(00:20):
three times. Trevor Anson arranged his tie at just the
natterally precise angle, waved his hand before a hidden lighting
effects which in the smooth marble pillar at the entrance
to the display room and faced the elevator. This would
be a green light customer, a first time prospect, and
(00:41):
three blinks indicated a very difficult individual. Anson quickly practiced
his most beguiling smile. Welcome to Tracey's Roboid Department, he
said enthusiastically, as the elevator door slid open. His practiced
smile was just right. He quickly noted the man's conservative dress,
(01:03):
the flaming red tie aggressive type. Anson decided a shock
of red hair that didn't want to lie down. Hinted
that he was stubborn as well. Heard you've got a
sail on robots, red tie said challengingly as he stepped
aside for his wife. The woman who stepped off the
elevator smiled, showing a lovely dimple, and Anson beamed on her.
(01:28):
The tiny flake of a hat perched atop her auburn
hair reminded Anson of the comb on a road island.
Red not robots, Sir Anson corrected diplomatically, The plastic ass
roboid is not exactly a robot. Well, anyhow, trot one
(01:49):
out and let's see what it looks like. Milicent will
never be satisfied until she's seen one of the things.
He glared dramatically in the general direction of his wife,
who pretended not to notice. Anson led them into the
gray room. He mentally went over the applicable rule. Rule
twenty three always introduced the marked down merchandise first. It
(02:14):
may provide the customer with an incentive for buying something better.
These are last year's models, he said, with just the
right flavor of distaste in his voice. Of course, you
may expect a slight reduction, a small percentage. Red Tie
was muttering, damned mechanical things full of wheels and wires.
(02:37):
What's to keep him from running a muck and killing us?
All but dear, they don't have wheels anymore, protested the woman,
timidly her face was pretty, Anson decided, but it was
obvious that the man would be the deciding factor in
this sale. He made a mental note rule thirty one,
pick the individual of a family group. He seemed to
(03:00):
hold the deciding voice, and sell who remembered a portion
of the sales talk he had memorized a few days before,
and took it up, almost chanting, Our roboids are grown
much as crystals are grown in great vats in New Chicago.
A plastic cast roboid is guaranteed a fat chance. We'd
(03:21):
have a collecting the guarantee we were chopped into minced meat.
Red Tie interrupted, shuddering slightly as the implication of his
own words hitting Anson felt a moment of panic as
he failed to remember an applicable rule from the salesman's guide,
but it formed in his head at the last moment.
Cruel eighteen. Never argue with a customer. Changed the subject,
(03:47):
Why don't you come with me to the green room,
he asked, The very latest models are on display. He
walked slowly at first, then more quickly as the couple
allowed themselves to be led. He slid his hand near
a hidden switch in the archway and the floodlights came
on just as they entered. The woman uttered a little
(04:10):
squeal of delight at the sight of a very handsome
figure dressed in a cutaway, standing in an attitude of service. Oh,
she breathed dreamily. He would make such wonderful butler, Well
wind him up and let's see what he'll do, growled
the man, his face florid in the colored light of
(04:33):
the green room. I'm so very sorry, Anson said, slightly flustered,
remembering that this was always the crucial moment in the sail.
The roboid cannot be activated for demonstration purposes. What roared
red tie incredulously. Do you mean to say you want
(04:55):
me to buy the damned thing without knowing whether it
ticks or not? Anson tried desperately to remember the best
rule for such an answer, but failed. He plunged desperately
into his own explanation. You see, our roboids are matched
to your family personality at the time of purchase and activated.
(05:18):
Then we cannot erase a personality once it has been
transferred to their sensitive minds. He saw the disbelieving smirk
on the man's mouth and felt that the sale was
indeed lost, but he plunged on desperately. They're very economical.
They don't require any upkeep like food. When they become tired,
(05:40):
they will sit or lie down near an electric outlet
and plug in a power cord, and in a few
moments they are as rested and tireless as bosh red
Tyre retorted. I've heard enough, Come Milicent's. We still have
time to try Bond's new Helierota. At least they'll give
us a demonstration. Anson escorted them to the Magna lift.
(06:02):
He felt better as he recalled the last drawl in
the guide, the one that seemed to cover the situation
so well, Rule fifty. If they balk because of the
no demonstration rule, let them go. They will be back
when they have seen one of their friends with the
plastic cast roboid. Good Bye, Sir Madam, Anson said wearily
(06:25):
as the Magna lift doors closed. Come again soon. He
breathed a sigh of relief. As the elevator cage dropped
them from sight. A salesman who had been standing by
spoke to Anson. People are such tears at times, aren't they?
He said, However, it's time for your rest period. I'll
(06:48):
take over now. Thank you so much, Anson replied, Tiredly,
he walked to a tiny room at the far end
of the great showroom and closed the door. He stretched
wearily out on a low folding cot, the only piece
of furniture, and reached for a tiny black power cord
(07:11):
hanging near by. Deftly, he plugged it into the socket
under his armpit and breathed deeply, relaxedly, Yes, he chanted, softly,
drifting off to sleep. People are such dear sometimes. End
(07:31):
of The Salesman by Waldo T. Boyd
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