|Oh, great. Now we're never going|
to get Stella to bed.
Then forty minutes later I have to holler, "David, Stella, seriously, quit with the guitars already -- is really truly time for bed!"
David is also something of an expert when it comes to what he calls "defensive talking," by which he means doing a lot of talking in a desperate attempt to avoid an unpleasant or boring activity. Stella is doing defensive talking to try to avoid going to bed, but the best example of this occurred when David and I went to Hawaii several years back and attended a presentation about a timeshare. We had no interest in purchasing a timeshare but wanted to get the discounted helicopter ride they offered us. As I'm writing this, I'm really wondering about the wisdom of our course of action at the time, because a helicopter ride is not necessarily the best place to cut corners and go with the cheapest option. I'll buy the generic toilet paper every time, but when you're buying a helicopter ride it might be better to go with the name brand.
The timeshare presentation consisted of an agent who verbally bombarded us with the advantages of a timeshare, for two hours. I actually got a little worried because I know David likes to be able to tell people "yes," and we were certainly getting subjected to coercive sales techniques designed to get us to say yes. And if we were going to blow a lot of money on something almost completely useless, then instead of a timeshare I would like to get a pony. And an in-house masseuse named Ralph.
|Maybe the next time I try to put|
Stella to bed, she'll ask me to tell her
In the end, we managed to get out without buying a timeshare, and I was relieved to find out afterwards that David wasn't even considering capitulating. As part of the transaction, we got a discount on a fantastic helicopter ride over a volcanic crater and brand-new lava fields edged with black sand. We also got years -- I mean years -- of pleasure out of mocking the real estate agent's incredibly high pressures sales technique. In retrospect, the time share sales presentation was such an enjoyable part of our vacation that perhaps we should have paid her. Either that, or save up for a really high class masseuse, one named Sven.