I was sitting in my recliner watching the afternoon news when my wife said she was going out to get the mail and she walked out the front door.
We had nothing planned that evening other than watching TV and seeing some of the shows that we had recorded on our DVR.
When Lynn came back into the house she brought a real friendly young lady with her who said her name was Chantell.
She had a bottle of dish detergent with her that she said was a gift to us from the company she worked for that was opening up on Bob Wallace Ave. in Huntsville, Ala.
She told us she was a nursing student at a college in Huntsville, and we visited for a while. Lynn told her that she was a nurse and that she knew people who had gone to the school.
I asked her why she came all the way up here to Shelbyville to hand out dish soap. Her response was that they were going throughout the whole area to let everyone know about their company.
Then she asked us if we would be interested in a home care product that would clean our whole house from top to bottom. I hoped that she wasn't talking about that dish soap.
Lynn told her that would depend on what it was.
Chantell then called someone on her cell phone and she told us this gentleman would come in and tell us about the product.
Just a few minutes later a young man knocked on the door and Chantell let him in and Leroy introduced himself to us. Chantell then said her goodbyes and she went on her way.
Leroy came into the house carrying several boxes with the logo of a well-known vacuum cleaner company on them.
Now Leroy was just as friendly as Chantell, and he was also a college student in Huntsville. He was studying marketing.
He asked what we did. Lynn said she was a nurse. I told him I was a preacher. And then he proceeded to give us a demonstration of "a home care system that has been on the market for 90 years."
I smiled and let him do his thing. Lynn smiled and she watched as Leroy vacuumed our floors and every piece of furniture in our house with one attachment, and then vacuumed our shelves and framed pictures with another. He then changed attachments and he vacuumed our drapes and our walls.
Every time he changed attachments he also showed us a white pad that was filled with dirt or dust or dead bugs, and laid these dirty white pads out on our coffee table (which he also had an attachment to clean too).
Throughout his demonstration, Leroy kept saying, "Wouldn't you like to buy a machine like this one to clean your home on a regular basis."
Lynn was laughing at how much dirt Leroy had gotten off our floors and furniture. I smiled and told Leroy that we didn't need to buy a machine like that but all we had to do was call him back every time we needed to clean the house.
But, Leroy was relentless, and he wanted to vacuum our mattresses. By this time Lynn and I were really enjoying watching this young man work. He was earning what little money he was getting paid. So, into one of the bedrooms we went and Leroy began vacuuming the mattress. He showed us the little pad and began telling us about the horrible little dust mites that were on the surface and inside all of our mattresses.
We then went back into the living room and Lynn asked the all-important question, "How much is this thing?"
Leroy pulled out a piece of paper from his backpack and began doodling, and he listed a price and showed it to Lynn. Her eyes got real big and she exclaimed, "Wow!"
I knew that wasn't good. Lynn told me the price and I laughed.
Then Leroy began doodling again, and started listing all kinds of discounts he could give us, and came up with another price. Which was still worthy of a "Wow, that's still real high!" Leroy went back to doodling, and Lynn kept going, "Wow!" And I kept laughing.
Finally I told Leroy what I would pay for the product, and he went, "Wow!" He told me that just wasn't possible. But, I wasn't budging.
Long story short, I bought my wife a nice, new, good brand name vacuum cleaner for a real good, low price. My mother had one of these things when I was growing up.
But the best thing, Leroy cleaned our house!
-- Doug Dezotell is the pastor of Mt. Lebanon UMC and Cannon UMC. He is a former staff writer for the Times-Gazette, and he is a husband, a father, a grandfather, and a friend to many. He can be contacted at firstname.lastname@example.org.