Bedtime Stories 4 - ...I Sleep. Comfortably I sleep.

No the story doesn't end there. I come home, happy to have made good use of the sale, bought a queen for the price of a double, gotten free delivery, and even managed to get a smile out of that once-friendly salesman by telling him a joke about the ant and the elephant (no, I'm just kidding, but this made even you smile, didn't it?!).

I casually try to look up what the mattress I bought is like, and the reviews I read are horrifying! The sale suddenly doesn't seem as attractive as it seemed and now I'm not sure if I did the right thing! Ofcourse anything in the US can be returned, or so I thought. I look up the company's website just to make sure, and realize they don't have a website!!! What kind of business is this - I didn't even know there was any kind of business that didn't have a website. Panic slowly sets in, and I look up the receipt. It doesn't talk of moneyback. Just exchange under extreme conditions of temperature and pressure. I finally find a loophole - I haven't taken delivery. And so mustering courage, call up the showroom. I show him the loophole and he doesn't see through the hole in my argument, so agrees to cancel the order! Yohooooooo!!!!!!

Today I may not have a mattress, but I have my greenbacks back. And the pride of someone who survived mattress salesmen. Believe me, that's something. You must meet one, or be one, to know what I'm talking about!

I, and my feet may still be on the ground, but I, and the marketing-graduate in me, sleep with the head held high. Afterall, I even convinced him that I should get to keep the pillows that were to be free with the mattress!!!!

PS->This narration may differ slightly from what the sincere historian recording facts may chronicle, but those differences are slight and have been done with the sole, nay dual purposes of keeping it interesting and my prestige intact.

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