Another car
lot story. Stephen has a post up about pennies.
Stimulates
the memory banks. One of the more dangerous critters is a bored car salesman,
worse if there is a group.
We would toss pennies all over the lot. The idea was, “Plant pennies, harvest dollars.” Hey, we were entitled to our superstitions. One day one of the owner’s wealthy investors was visiting. He walked around picking up the pennies. Seemed quite pleased. Maybe that was why he was wealthy. The conversation went something like this.
“Uh, sir, we
scatter pennies around so the customers can find a ‘lucky penny’ to put them in
a buying mood.”
“Oh, sorry,”
he said. He then walked around the lot carefully placing the pennies on the
pavement.
When we were
really bored, we would super glue quarters to the pavement. Fun to watch the people bending over trying
to pick them up. One guy, maybe Stephen’s cousin, went to his car to retrieve a
screw driver and then pried the quarter off the pavement.
Yes, I know,
low life humor. What did you expect from a car salesman?
2 comments:
Yeah, but that was in the day when a penny actually was WORTH something... :-)
You got that right.
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