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I got a kick out of this yesterday. One of my companies is "Badenaugh Brothers Amusements". SC calls me up, wants to rent some of our inflatables for a birthday party. I recognized the name, mom of one of my older son's friends.
Normal conversation until we get to pricing and paying the deposit. "I'm good friends with the owner, Grizz(she used the right name for my younger son) he said I could get the friends and family discount and pay half price."
Considering I'm the owner, I was intrigued. The company is named the way it is because all profits from it go into my boys college funds and who better to know kids amusements than two kids?
M="Oh, how do you know Grizz?"
SC: "We've been friends for a while, just ran into him at the Nuthouse bar Saturday and he told me you guys would give me a discount on my kids party"
M: "well, ma'am, I'm not sure who you were talking to, or if you're trying to feed me a line. It's not possible you spoke to Grizz at that bar, let alone on Saturday. Saturday Grizz and I and the rest of the family were in the Dells, as were you and your son, for the same Cub scout event. Secondly, Grizz is allergic to peanuts, he can't set foot in that bar without a reaction because of the barrels of peanuts, baskets of them every 2 feet on the bar, and shells and dust all over the place. Finally, Grizz happens to be my 3 1/2 year old son. I'm the owner, the company is named after MY boys."
At this point, I heard a squeak and what I'd refer to as that "Buh, buh, buh..." fish mouth moment.
M: "If you're still interested in renting, I can't give you the discount you're asking. However, since your son is friends with mine, I will give you that 20% discount."
Cue the embarrassment, lol. She apologized profusely and still booked. I can't complain, I would've given her the discount as soon as I recognized the name either way, and I get a fun story to tell.
Normal conversation until we get to pricing and paying the deposit. "I'm good friends with the owner, Grizz(she used the right name for my younger son) he said I could get the friends and family discount and pay half price."
Considering I'm the owner, I was intrigued. The company is named the way it is because all profits from it go into my boys college funds and who better to know kids amusements than two kids?
M="Oh, how do you know Grizz?"
SC: "We've been friends for a while, just ran into him at the Nuthouse bar Saturday and he told me you guys would give me a discount on my kids party"
M: "well, ma'am, I'm not sure who you were talking to, or if you're trying to feed me a line. It's not possible you spoke to Grizz at that bar, let alone on Saturday. Saturday Grizz and I and the rest of the family were in the Dells, as were you and your son, for the same Cub scout event. Secondly, Grizz is allergic to peanuts, he can't set foot in that bar without a reaction because of the barrels of peanuts, baskets of them every 2 feet on the bar, and shells and dust all over the place. Finally, Grizz happens to be my 3 1/2 year old son. I'm the owner, the company is named after MY boys."
At this point, I heard a squeak and what I'd refer to as that "Buh, buh, buh..." fish mouth moment.
M: "If you're still interested in renting, I can't give you the discount you're asking. However, since your son is friends with mine, I will give you that 20% discount."
Cue the embarrassment, lol. She apologized profusely and still booked. I can't complain, I would've given her the discount as soon as I recognized the name either way, and I get a fun story to tell.
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