So I went to Las Vegas yesterday with my mother. We were shopping because she didn't get to see me for my birthday (and I guess her antidote to actually spending time with me is to simply spend a whole crap-load of money and calling it a day) and wanted to make up for it. So we went to The Sunset (or whatever it's called) in Henderson.
We bought some cool stuff and then I got bored (cuz I'm not big on the whole 'buy a whole bunch of crap just because you feel like it for a ridiculous amount of money'.. let's face it, I'm pretty cheap, but because of it I never, ever waste my money), so did she, so we decided we'd leave. Well, we were walking on the lower level and down there they have all of these carts with different people selling different things (cell phones, lotions, hats, jewelry, perfume, etc) and my mom stopped at this cart that was selling ionic straighteners. Now, I'd worked really, really hard to curl my hair that morning and I was so happy with my hair do because it never holds a curl, but it did. Well, my mom was just looking at the cart (she was more interested in the hair clips on the table then the actual product), picking up stuff and examining it but at the same time the lady standing there proceeded to grab my arm and sit me down in her little chair asking in her unplacable accent "Can I show you? Can I show you??" over and over again. Real quick, now, have you guys ever lived in L.A? I basically grew up there and I always remember those homeless men that would have spray bottles and they would be saying "Wash your window for a dollar? Wash it for a dollar?" and before you could say "no" they'd already be halfway done with the first half of your windshield, making you feel like a jerk if you don't pay them for washing your window (even though you didn't ask them to!). She reminded me of that, exactly and I'm sure y'all can see where I'm going with this. So she then took out one of my bobby pins and straightened out one of my curls! I was like "what are you doing? I don't want to try this" and I was trying to get up but she was like "Oh no, just let's see it, okay?" And then she asked me what kind of straightener I have at home, I was about to answer when she began to strighten out another curl! I was pissed!! I was like "ma'am, I don't want this product! I just stopped for a second to-" and she then went on to ask if the lady with me was my mom and then she tried to pitch a sale to her. My mom thought I was interested so she let the madness go on enough for the woman to straighten out another curl and then my bangs. Finally, my mom got it that I wanted to leave so she was like "Ya know what, I'm flat broke and in a hurry because I left my oven on" and then we left. So my mom's not that great a lying, but we walked away fast. I was pretty mad because my hair was curled with like three straight parts and uneven bangs. . Anyhow, pointless story but so it's not entirely pointless, I'll ask y'all: Have you ever been in a position where a salesperson tried something ridiculous to get you to buy their product? It could be anything from a car, to a house to an ionic straightener. Let me know. I want to laugh about it with you.
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