After delivering two pink chairs and putting a white chase lounge in the trailer for consignment "the husband" pulls up after another day on the links and says "I HOPE YOU ARE NOT DELIVERING THAT!" "Oh, Don't you recognize this?" I responded, with sweetness. "I delivered two chairs already to your wife and this was upstairs. I am with The Red Door",
Pointing to the magnetic sign on the back of our delivery-GS van. The lady was nice but the man could've had a few drinks or just one of the rude rich men from Maryland where his first home is. She will come back to the store but if I don't see him again, fine. Her Florida room is upstairs and his is downstairs overlooking the golf course. Poor lady.
But what an eye opening drive back to the shop. From a winter condo on the golf course to a drive through the ghetto with alot of the folks out on the porches enjoying the weather. President Obama needs to take from the rich and give to the poor - and fast!
Thursday, February 12, 2009
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