During our morning walk, a young boy holding a cardboard sign that read “Rocks for Sale” stopped us.
Him: “Do you wanna buy some rocks for 25 cents?” When he says “r” it sounds like “w.”
Me, pulling out my empty pocket: “Sorry, buddy. We left our money at home.”
Him: “Where are you going now?”
Me: “We’re going home.”
Him: “Could you maybe finish your walk and come back with money?”
Me: “How long will you be here?”
Him: “All morning.”
That, ladies and gentleman is how you close a sale. Of course we went back a half hour later. He wasn’t there, but we took some rocks from a small neat pile and left our money by his abandoned sign on the roadside.