A Man of Samples. Something about the men he met "On the Road" — John Shaqi
A Man of Samples. Something about the men he met "On the Road"Maher, William H.
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A Man of Samples. Something about the men he met "On the Road"
Maher, William H.
Traveling sales personnel -- Fiction
Now, why in thunder should he have asked that? Did I look different from
other traveling men? I felt as if he showed very bad taste in asking
such a question and I made a note to never do it unless I wanted to be
mean. But I told Blissam (that was his name) that it was my first trip.
“Then you'll find Rossmore a tough place to tackle.”
I said we had three customers there.
“So have we; so has every dealer that ever went there. They buy a
handful of goods of everybody, and they buy most goll-darned cheap.
They'll lie to you until your head swims. First, there's Fisher; keeps
an eating room on the main floor and gun store upstairs. I'll go in and
quote him Remington guns at $36, when you call he'll ask your price; if
you say $36, he'll tell you that you're high, and he'll break you down
in spite of yourself.”
“But when a fellow gets to the bottom he's got to stop,” said I.
“Oh, there's no bottom to guns. It's the meanest business in the world,
and it used to be the best. In '70-'73 I could make big profits as easy
as a duck swims, but now it's all glory. I sold Simmons a bill of $600
last week, and made exactly eighteen dollars.
“Oh, well,” said I, “you can't expect to make much on Simmons, but there
are lots of places where you do make a good profit now.”
“No, sir; it can't be done. Say, are you going to cut prices much at
Rossmore?”
“Not at all, if I can help it. I'm out on the road to make money, and
not to show big sales. But I'm afraid your house will overshadow mine.”
“Oh, that's all nonsense; people don't go a cent on houses any more;
prices are what tell. I'll introduce you.”
Not much. No competitor of mine ever introduced me or ever shall. I
prefer to introduce myself in my own time and way.
We reached Rossmore about 7 o'clock in the evening. Blissam took it for
granted that I was going to the Everett House, but my hotels had been
fixed for me by our old traveling man, and he had instructed me to go
to the Forest; a cheaper house, but in all other respects equal to the
other. I was rather glad, too, that we were not going to the same house.
Be ever so sociable with a competitor, still the fact remains that he
is a competitor, and his success means your failure. Under such
circumstances a man must be less interested in his business than I was
to permit him to feel very desirous of his competitor's company.
After registering at the hotel it occurred to me that it would be a good
idea to catch any of the dealers that I could that evening and break
the ice. It might be worth something to make a good impression before
Blissam got around. After getting my bearings well established, I
started to call on Billwock.
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