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Shopping for the Carpet Cleaner
Aug. 30th, 2006 07:19 amWhenever I return from a trip, I often find that Murphy or Maggie (or both) have left me a wonderful hairball upchuck on the carpet somewhere. It's natural I think as they get nervous when I'm gone, shed more, lick more, and cough them up more. I just wish they'd try to get to the tile surfaces versus the carpet. So after some spray-on carpet cleaner things are good, but I occasionally rent a rug doctor and just give the whole house a once over.
After my last trip I decided to buy a real carpet cleaner for general use (Murphy had coughed up two messes during my last absence). At a local discount department store who shall remain nameless, I was debating between the Bissell and the Hoover and a $20 price difference. This very cute cubby sort with glasses, soul patch, and shaved head walked by and I could tell he was staring at me. Was I being cruised? Was he judging the guy buying a carpet cleaner? I wasn't sure and, except for my checking out his nice rear end and his legs, my radar wasn't buzzing.
He shyly returned and told me not to by the Bissell, but get the Hoover. He said that the Bissell had caused him trouble and didn't work well, but the Hoover cleaned things very easily. I thought, does he work here??? I was stunned. I told him that when he walked by I thought that he was wanting to say something. The very nice guy said that he and his wife had pets and were very happy with the Hoover and he didn't want to see me buy the other knowing it was a crappy product. Wife? Damn...
I thanked him for the input and smiled at him. He said no problem and smiled back and went on his merry way, giving me one last glimpse of a nice rear end before it turned the aisle corner. I have the Hoover at home and will give it good tryout this weekend. After all, how could I not buy it after the cute straight guy endorsed it... :)
After my last trip I decided to buy a real carpet cleaner for general use (Murphy had coughed up two messes during my last absence). At a local discount department store who shall remain nameless, I was debating between the Bissell and the Hoover and a $20 price difference. This very cute cubby sort with glasses, soul patch, and shaved head walked by and I could tell he was staring at me. Was I being cruised? Was he judging the guy buying a carpet cleaner? I wasn't sure and, except for my checking out his nice rear end and his legs, my radar wasn't buzzing.
He shyly returned and told me not to by the Bissell, but get the Hoover. He said that the Bissell had caused him trouble and didn't work well, but the Hoover cleaned things very easily. I thought, does he work here??? I was stunned. I told him that when he walked by I thought that he was wanting to say something. The very nice guy said that he and his wife had pets and were very happy with the Hoover and he didn't want to see me buy the other knowing it was a crappy product. Wife? Damn...
I thanked him for the input and smiled at him. He said no problem and smiled back and went on his merry way, giving me one last glimpse of a nice rear end before it turned the aisle corner. I have the Hoover at home and will give it good tryout this weekend. After all, how could I not buy it after the cute straight guy endorsed it... :)
