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The sales kid

Yesterday, as my husband and I were trying to get him loaded up to hit the road, we were approached by two, well, kids. Oh I’m sure they were 19 or 20, but in my eyes they were kids.

Now, I’m sure it’s the mark of a good salesman kid to just start talking and not give you a chance to say no until you’ve been given the entire pitch. But I really could have saved the kid time and breath, as I knew from the moment he started we wouldn’t be buying anything.

We are are that time of month in which our bank account has pretty much $40 in it until the next payday. We just paid out our three biggest monthly expenses: health insurance, rent and truck payment. Random sales pitch isn’t going to work, no matter what.

But sales kid just starts talking and showing us how his product cleans our truck. At this point I’m just letting him keep cleaning. What the hell…clean my windows! Go for it!

Then. Then he goes, “I see you color your hair. This cleaner will even clean the color off your hair if you decide you don’t like your color.”

First, I’m not using something you just cleaned my truck with on my hair. Second, pointing out a woman’s roots have grown out only works for hairdressers. You, kid, are now being rude and doubly lost a sale.

After about 20 minutes of his spiel, I said we couldn’t do it. But asked if I could keep a brochure to look it up when we could afford it. Nope! He works on commissions and couldn’t let me have a brochure. I snorted to myself. Why not have a name someone can reference so you can still get credit after the fact? Guess the company isn’t looking out for you. And you aren’t looking out for them by refusing to let me keep a brochure.

No color off my hair or money out of my pocket. The kids couldn’t leave fast enough after being turned down. Fine by me. At least they didn’t do a hard sell after being turned down.

Later, I thought about how door to door sales really needs to be something of the past. Things like “Do not solicit” lists exist, and people are hesitant to open their doors to strangers. Being pressured to spend my money on my own property is uncomfortable and frustrating. It’s a blast from the past, sure, and I’m all about nostalgia. But some things really do need to cease.

Leopard print nails?

On one of my recent flights, I was reading a magazine. I saw a little blurb about nail polish strips that intrigued me.

The basic idea is its a nail polish sticker. A sticker made of nail polish. Whatever. But the cool part was that they were all these designs that you would have to pay big money to get in a salon… if they could even do it in the first place. So, my next trip to the store, I had to look at them. As I expected, a little pricey, but even MORE intriguing.

I am in a cousin’s wedding later this year, and she is using leapard print as a bit of theme in the wedding. One of the polish styles is leopard print, so the other day I broke down and bought a package of leopard print nail polish strips to “give it a try.” They’ve been taunting me from my dresser ever since.

So tonight, I broke down and tried them. I haaate color on my finger nails. (Except black. For some reason I don’t mind black nail polish on my finger nails.) I usually either have a french manicure, clear polish or they’re nekkid. I stared down the nail polish strips. I just could NOT do it on my finger nails. I just couldn’t do leopard print polish on my fingers for the world to see.

I pulled the strips out of the package and decided that surely I could use them on my toe nails. In fact, I could probably use one strip for two toes (since toe nails are so much smaller than finger nails.)

I carefully took my bright red, chipped polish off. Trimmed my nails. Then I obsessively read the instructions. Three times.

Then I started.

IT WAS SO EASY!! Now, we’ll see if they last the promised 10 days or not, but as for applying the polish strips? Simple. And I did successfully use only half the package (by doubling up toes to strips, with only ONE toe showing a bit of a gap from a size discrepancy from thumb to big toe size). The idea behind the strips? Way cool. The leopard print?



I keep staring at my usually bright red, pink or maroon toes in a mixture of amusement and horror.

See for yourself:

It’s one part cool. One part hilarious. One part wrong. At the end of the night? I’m glad I gave these a shot. And I am glad they actually work! But. Yeah. This is going to take some getting used to…

Note: This is not a paid review of any sort.