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Embrassing moments

Have you ever looked like a con man? Well I did look like one to some nice clients on Friday. My client had visited SAS sometime back and loved a play pen. The week before last week she gave me a deposit and said she would pick it up last week.

We were rearranging SAS last week and  on Thursday, I folded the play pen with a few struggles, packed it well in its bag ready to load it into the client's car, I then called the client to remind her and she said she would come for it.  On Friday, she faithfully came with her husband, and I excitedly told her that the play pen was ready and they requested that I open it to show them how to set it up. Knowing that I wasnt so good at folding it, I said that there was a manual and its quite straight forward to set up. However they insisted that we open it and you know in business client is king. So I opened it up and guess what? The play pen could not stand on its fours. Oh boy, yaani the wife was understanding and patiently believed that it could function well, while her hubby wanted results and because I was meeting him for the first time, I could see him branding me as a con woman. I could understand where he was coming from( this girl had refused to open this play pen and now it can't even stand). Am telling you two sides wouldstand the others would refuse, then they would interchange. So we concluded that they leave me with it, and once it was ok ,I would give them a call or would provide another if it didnt work. I must mention at this stage that the 2 suppliers of play pens had ran out of them and have not brought it others and so there are none in the market as of now. Favour was on my side and  they didn't leave empty handed, they liked a pram with a baby carrier and purchased it.

After that embrassing moment, I called Alex who was on his way to Kisii for the weekend and he said he would have a look at it on Monday. So today, he came and for sure he didn't do any magic and the play pen was fine. It obediently stood upright without a struggle. Yaani, at that point, Alex was my hero, I gave him a kiss and quickly called the client, who didn't pick up, I sent a follow up sms to share my joy.

She later returned my call and she told me that her hubby purchased a baby cot after seeing how we struggled to set up the play pen. I told her that was good of him, because he had her comfort in mind but good news is that she did not want her deposit back but instead purchased a feeding chair. She asked that I store it for her but not to dismantle it. I said sure sure once beaten a million times shy.

Thank you hun for coming to my rescue. Alex taught me how to set up the play pen,how to fold it so that next time I will not embrass myself like I did. But that's what you call learning on the job.

Comments

Alexander said…
You are so welcome babe......
Thank God with me, I have sold the same play pen and a mattress at a better deal. Am so happy and amazing how things just work out.

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