Death Of The Salesman

Everyone loves to hate a salesman, don’t they? I remember how it was when I was a small child: every week the same mustached cleaning supplies salesman would knock on our door and every week our dad would tell him to go away and never come back for as long as he had hands to hit things with. Each and every time the salesman would say “thankyou very much” just before the door got slammed right in his face. I More