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Yeah it's pretty hard to piss me off but its much harder to un-piss me off! We had just walked all over his union national policy and even called them up and they confirmed everything we had told him. He looks at me and says "I don't know, everybody's just fill of sh!t these days" so I asked him does he think I'm full of it. He says yeah but leave me your card

I said nope, you can can have Ben's card if he'll give it to you but I'm gone!

That was literally one of my favorite days! We had a blast!
 
Yeah it's pretty hard to piss me off but its much harder to un-piss me off! We had just walked all over his union national policy and even called them up and they confirmed everything we had told him. He looks at me and says "I don't know, everybody's just fill of sh!t these days" so I asked him does he think I'm full of it. He says yeah but leave me your card

I said nope, you can can have Ben's card if he'll give it to you but I'm gone!

Dude, you better save some stories for Alabama... My flight and car are booked, leads are ordered, and i'm just waiting for Ben to get us into a decent hotel with a conference room big enough for us ALL to party!
 
Doing some door knocking the other day between appts and I knocked on this guys door from a lead card that didn't have a ph #.
The guy is there, I tell him why I'm there...he says great! Let's me in and we talk a minute.
Then he says....let's go out back so I can smoke.
We get out back (nice back yard !) I get into my presentation and then he says....."Let me tell you about my dream". He proceeds to tell me he had a dream that he was in the jungles of Africa, and he was talking to a younger version of himself, both if him selves we're standing next to a whole in the ground. He said THATS where he told himself he would be buried! So, I don't need any life insurance! He's having a yard sale and selling his house to fund his one way trip to the jungle.
When I got back to my truck, I didn't know whether to laugh or kick myself for giving him 20 minutes of my time.
 
I was talking to a suspect the other day that said, "If what I think is going to happen, happens then they won't have time to bury all the bodies anyway."

And people say I'm paranoid lol.
 
I was talking to a suspect the other day that said, "If what I think is going to happen, happens then they won't have time to bury all the bodies anyway."

And people say I'm paranoid lol.

Was he talking about a big rock falling from space?
 
Ok I'm gonna give y'all my greatest FE story ever. I pull up a single wide and this little chubby guy about 65 rolls around the corner to meet me. It's a cold door knock. No lead.

He has a bucket of tar in his hand. Just came off the roof repairing leaks, I surmise. The striking thing is he's absolutely covered with tar. Like a toddler with birthday cake. I get the sense he looks like this a lot. He reaches out his hand and I reluctantly offer a finger and a thumb.

I knew his name because I bought a list from Josh. I show him somebody else's lead card. It went like this:

T: hi, I'm Toranaga, I work with Toranaga Worldwide Enterprises and we recently mailed you a card that looks just like this one. Anyway it's my job to reach out to the folks who we didn't hear back from. Did you have any questions?

Mr Chubby: yeah I didn't send in the card because I can't get coverage

T: why can't you get coverage Mr Chubby?

Mr Chubby: because I hold the Louisiana state record for the most polyps removed in a single colonoscopy.

Straight deadpan.

Now, I'm pretty stoic generally, military bearing and all that, but this guy caught me off guard.

On my end it was about 45 seconds of total radio silence. The two of us just staring at one another, him covered with tar, and me well I was just a statue, because his giant sow, easily 600 lbs had ambled over and taken great interest in smelling my shoes. It's obvious that she has a distinct crush on me. I could tell by the soft grunting and the sweet look in her eyes.

Back to the polyps, with the way he said it, I didn't know whether he wanted sympathy or congratulations. So I just did what felt right. I totally busted up laughing right in his face. Amazingly, he invites me in. The pig stayed outside.

T (staring at the ceiling that is made of chip board. Stained and lacquered): nice work on the ceiling.

Mr Chubby: yeah thanks, I like the rustic look.

T: Yeah, me too. Tell me about your record breaking polyps.

In the end, he qualified for level coverage. Good deal and still on the books after 14 months.

I haven't heard from the pig.
 

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Ok I'm gonna give y'all my greatest FE story ever. I pull up a single wide and this little chubby guy about 65 rolls around the corner to meet me. It's a cold door knock. No lead. He has a bucket of tar in his hand. Just came off the roof repairing leaks, I surmise. The striking thing is he's absolutely covered with tar. Like a toddler with birthday cake. I get the sense he looks like this a lot. He reaches out his hand and I reluctantly offer a finger and a thumb. I knew his name because I bought a list from Josh. I show him somebody else's lead card. It went like this: T: hi, I'm Toranaga, I work with Toranaga Worldwide Enterprises and we recently mailed you a card that looks just like this one. Anyway it's my job to reach out to the folks who we didn't hear back from. Did you have any questions? Mr Chubby: yeah I didn't send in the card because I can't get coverage T: why can't you get coverage Mr Chubby? Mr Chubby: because I hold the Louisiana state record for the most polyps removed in a single colonoscopy. Straight deadpan. Now, I'm pretty stoic generally, military bearing and all that, but this guy caught me off guard. On my end it was about 45 seconds of total radio silence. The two of us just staring at one another, him covered with tar, and me well I was just a statue, because his giant sow, easily 600 lbs had ambled over and taken great interest in smelling my shoes. It's obvious that she has a distinct crush on me. I could tell by the soft grunting and the sweet look in her eyes. Back to the polyps, with the way he said it, I didn't know whether he wanted sympathy or congratulations. So I just did what felt right. I totally busted up laughing right in his face. Amazingly, he invites me in. The pig stayed outside. T (staring at the ceiling that is made of chip board. Stained and lacquered): nice work on the ceiling. Mr Chubby: yeah thanks, I like the rustic look. T: Yeah, me too. Tell me about your record breaking polyps. In the end, he qualified for level coverage. Good deal and still on the books after 14 months. I haven't heard from the pig.

Good story! We need a "LIKE" button on this forum!
 
Ok I'm gonna give y'all my greatest FE story ever. I pull up a single wide and this little chubby guy about 65 rolls around the corner to meet me. It's a cold door knock. No lead. He has a bucket of tar in his hand. Just came off the roof repairing leaks, I surmise. The striking thing is he's absolutely covered with tar. Like a toddler with birthday cake. I get the sense he looks like this a lot. He reaches out his hand and I reluctantly offer a finger and a thumb. I knew his name because I bought a list from Josh. I show him somebody else's lead card. It went like this: T: hi, I'm Toranaga, I work with Toranaga Worldwide Enterprises and we recently mailed you a card that looks just like this one. Anyway it's my job to reach out to the folks who we didn't hear back from. Did you have any questions? Mr Chubby: yeah I didn't send in the card because I can't get coverage T: why can't you get coverage Mr Chubby? Mr Chubby: because I hold the Louisiana state record for the most polyps removed in a single colonoscopy. Straight deadpan. Now, I'm pretty stoic generally, military bearing and all that, but this guy caught me off guard. On my end it was about 45 seconds of total radio silence. The two of us just staring at one another, him covered with tar, and me well I was just a statue, because his giant sow, easily 600 lbs had ambled over and taken great interest in smelling my shoes. It's obvious that she has a distinct crush on me. I could tell by the soft grunting and the sweet look in her eyes. Back to the polyps, with the way he said it, I didn't know whether he wanted sympathy or congratulations. So I just did what felt right. I totally busted up laughing right in his face. Amazingly, he invites me in. The pig stayed outside. T (staring at the ceiling that is made of chip board. Stained and lacquered): nice work on the ceiling. Mr Chubby: yeah thanks, I like the rustic look. T: Yeah, me too. Tell me about your record breaking polyps. In the end, he qualified for level coverage. Good deal and still on the books after 14 months. I haven't heard from the pig.

Great story. Sad about the pig though. You could have made some great bacon.
 
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