When my husband first got into the car business several years ago, he was your typical young, energetic, eager to please car salesman. One day he noticed a man who had been very interested in a particular car, about to walk off the lot. My husband, not wanting to miss a possible sale, approached the man.

“Can I help you with this car?” he asked.

“No, I’m just looking, I don’t need any help,” the man replied.

“Aw, come on. I bet you’d love to take her for a spin”, my husband insisted.

“No, I don’t believe so,” the man said. “Not today.”

“Here are the keys, now you just try her out and let me know what you think,” my super salesman said, not about to take “no” for an answer.

“Well, alright, I guess I will. You’ve convinced me.” The man finally agreed.

My husband was feeling somewhat smug as the man drove off, knowing that had it not been for his skillful persuasion the man probably would have walked right on off the lot. However, his self-pride turned to worry as he waited and waited and waited. Wait he did, the car was never seen again, although the engine did show up a year later in a salvage yard.