Yep, I agree, that's why I am always Mr. Congeniality,
Mr. Empathy,
Mr. Style, Class and Charisma
Mr. Trustworthy, Loyal, Helpful, Friendly, Courteous, Kind, Obedient, Cheerful, Thrifty, Brave, Clean and Reverent
Yep, that's me all over
BUT if I REALLY want something done, what has always worked best for me is to make them laugh
If you make them laugh, they will always go out of their way to accommodate you.
Everyone ... including Ernest Rowe. The last time I sent in my gun to FXUSA, the carrier placed my box on top of another box and somehow my shipping sticker ended up on another box and their shipping sticker ended up on my box. FX received the box, opened it and gave me a quick call on the phone asking why I had sent them a box full of women's panties. I said that I didn't and where da heck was my Wildcat. They said that there was no Wildcat with the panties. I said that they had darn well better find out what happened to my gun. The gun eventually resurfaced somewhere in South Philly and got sent back to FXUSA. Three weeks later I called up FXUSA and asked how everything was going with my Wildcat. Somehow it had been placed on a shelf and forgot about, they hadn't even started on the gun yet. I asked to talk to Ernest Rowe. Ernest picked up the phone and I went through the whole rig-a-marol telling about the shipping screw up, the sticker that didn't stick, the panties in the box, some fat lady in South Philly ordering the wrong size, the box getting found, the carrier not wanting to do anything about it at first, the package eventually reaching FXUSA and how the box had been placed on a shelf and forgotten for 3 weeks until I called to ask about it. Ernest was rolling on the floor, laughing so hard he couldn't catch his breath. I told him that it may be funny to him but that these weren't tears of joy rolling down my face. He asked what it would take to make things right. I said … well … are you really the one and only world famous Ernest Rowe. He said "That's me! I said "why do you sound like Darth Vader?" He asked "Who is Darth Vader?" I said "That's the fat girl in Philly who sent the whole box of thongs to you." He said "were they for me?" I said," Who else … you're a ladies man aren't you??? … she probably saw you on the internet and got the hots for you." He said,"Ohhhh My!"
At this point I started laughing also. I said, "how's about you starting on the gun right now and getting it back to me as quick as possible and sending me a autograph and I'll know if it is real or not." He asked, "how will you know if the autograph is real or not?" I said in my best Darth Vader voice, "Because I ... AM … YOUR … FATHER!"
I had the gun in 3 days!
John