David was a clerk in a small drugstore but he was not
much of
a salesman. He could never find the item the customer
wanted.
Bob, the owner, had had about enough and warned John
that the
next sale he missed would be his last.
Just then a man came in coughing and he ask David for
their
best cough syrup. Try as he might David could not find
the
cough syrup. Remembering Bob's warning he sold the man
a box
of Ex-Lax and told him to take it all at once. The
customer
did as David said and then walked outside and leaned
against
a lamp post.
Bob had seen the whole thing and came over to ask
David what
had transpired.
"He wanted something for his cough but I couldn't find
the
cough syrup. I substituted Ex-Lax and told him to take
it
all at once," David explained.
"Ex-Lax won't cure a cough" Bob shouted angrily.
"Sure it will" David said, pointing at the man leaning
on
the lamp post. "Look at him. He's afraid to cough!"
much of
a salesman. He could never find the item the customer
wanted.
Bob, the owner, had had about enough and warned John
that the
next sale he missed would be his last.
Just then a man came in coughing and he ask David for
their
best cough syrup. Try as he might David could not find
the
cough syrup. Remembering Bob's warning he sold the man
a box
of Ex-Lax and told him to take it all at once. The
customer
did as David said and then walked outside and leaned
against
a lamp post.
Bob had seen the whole thing and came over to ask
David what
had transpired.
"He wanted something for his cough but I couldn't find
the
cough syrup. I substituted Ex-Lax and told him to take
it
all at once," David explained.
"Ex-Lax won't cure a cough" Bob shouted angrily.
"Sure it will" David said, pointing at the man leaning
on
the lamp post. "Look at him. He's afraid to cough!"