Head Space Daily Words...

A smart young man in a suit called today. He looked slick, a bit of a wide boy – the sort who would try selling snow to eskimos, honey to bees or shit to a shovel. “Are you aware that the Christmas period is when you are most likely to be burgled,” he asked with a look of serious intent on his face. I was getting emotional black mail from a door-to-door burglar alarm salesman. I should have answered “bah humbug to you too mate” and shut the door in his face but I simply told him that I wasn’t interested and he left with the final riposte of “don’t say we didn’t try.” Seriously, that is good. You are left with that little, niggling seed of doubt, that if you don’t have one of this guy’s super flash burglar alarms installed, you could ruin the entire Christmas season. That’s what good selling is though isn’t it, playing on peoples’ emotions, in a positive or as in this case, a negative way, to make them feel that their lives won’t be complete without buying a particular item. Anyway, he slung his hook and I won’t be lining his greasy pocket anytime soon; but I bet a fair few people fall for his tactic of nagging paranoia...