Two weeks ago, we purchased a set of wheels from a used car dealer. Much to our surprise, the salesman, Jerry is not only laid-back (ie non pushy) he's also rather (like the rest of singers) keen and earnest.
Jerry's kindly agreed to sort out our expiring road tax and the insurance et al. Over the weekend he told SFM that he's willing to come by my office to pick up our docs and return them once he's done.
At 1130am today Jerry calls me from his moby to mine - to tell me he is on the way to my office and should be appearing in 30mins. 'I'll call you once I am in your office lobby', he added. I said: 'Great stuff, Jerry, it all sounds good, see you in 3o', put down the phone and added his moby number to my contacts list.
At noon Jerry rings. I pick up the phone and say: 'Hi hi, are you downstairs?'
Our guy replies: 'No Ms. Avis, I am Jerry Lee, the person you bought the car from'
Hahahaha, obviously not the coldest beer in the fridge, but sweet.
Posted by: Sofie | 22 January 2008 at 01:46
Well written article.
Posted by: Layla | 29 October 2008 at 02:12
Hmm.. Someone must have impersonated Jerry and called you. That's weird. It's great that he managed to keep you guaranteed in buying your new car all throughout. Anyway, congratulations! =)
Posted by: Timmy Radloff | 17 December 2011 at 03:50