A real life Grandpa Snyder
I was listening to this episode of Vic and Sade recently:
https://archive.org/details/vic-and-sade-1946-10-10-xx-mr.-zee-moves-in/Vic+and+Sade+1939-06-01+(xx)+Grandpa+Snyder's+Christmas+Cards.mp3
Christmas cards in June - what a concept. I was briefly in the Christmas card racket as a Cub Scout, lured by all the fabulous prizes available in the ads in Boys' Life. It turned out that it wasn't easy to sell and the card company kinda got huffy if you didn't sell enough - yet another total disaster of my youth.
source: http://books.google.com/books?id=HEFsdunJeZMC&pg=PA15
But I digress, actually the real life hard of hearing salesman I encountered on the Island was similar to Grandpa Snyder and his cards EXCEPT that he sold tombstones ! He kept calling me, even came to the door once, and it was the same thing, just refused to take no for an answer. He was either hard of hearing or just so thick skinned that he refused to believe that I didn't want his offerings. Finally I practically had to scream at him to leave me alone - I was never going to buy. He was no teenager either so I suspect that he is now trying to sell monuments to his fellow angels (or the denizens of the alternative place?).
As Sade would say (as an epithet): "Christmas Cards !"
Best Regards,
Chuck, WB9KZY
http://wb9kzy.com/ham.htm
https://archive.org/details/vic-and-sade-1946-10-10-xx-mr.-zee-moves-in/Vic+and+Sade+1939-06-01+(xx)+Grandpa+Snyder's+Christmas+Cards.mp3
Christmas cards in June - what a concept. I was briefly in the Christmas card racket as a Cub Scout, lured by all the fabulous prizes available in the ads in Boys' Life. It turned out that it wasn't easy to sell and the card company kinda got huffy if you didn't sell enough - yet another total disaster of my youth.
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source: http://books.google.com/books?id=HEFsdunJeZMC&pg=PA15
But I digress, actually the real life hard of hearing salesman I encountered on the Island was similar to Grandpa Snyder and his cards EXCEPT that he sold tombstones ! He kept calling me, even came to the door once, and it was the same thing, just refused to take no for an answer. He was either hard of hearing or just so thick skinned that he refused to believe that I didn't want his offerings. Finally I practically had to scream at him to leave me alone - I was never going to buy. He was no teenager either so I suspect that he is now trying to sell monuments to his fellow angels (or the denizens of the alternative place?).
As Sade would say (as an epithet): "Christmas Cards !"
Best Regards,
Chuck, WB9KZY
http://wb9kzy.com/ham.htm
