My day as a sales lady

9 .30 in the morning with a list of booksellers on one side and the telephone on the other I start my day

“Good morning, my name is Carole Holt I wonder if I could interest you in a few leaflets of my latest novel ‘The House of Stones?”

“Who do you say you are?” said a real old Dorset gentleman.

“Carole Holt”

“Never heard of you! What do you want?”

“I just wanted to know if you were interested in taking a few leaflets of my novel for your shop counter.”

“Oh I see, well I don’t know, I will have to think about that,” he said in a puzzled voice.

“Shall I ring you back later,” I said wondering if it was worth it.

“Well you can if you like, all right then good bye”

2^nd

“Oh good morning, my name is Carole Holt I wonder …”

“Yes sure send as many as you like bye.”

3^rd

“Oh good morning, my name is …”

“Well hello there that is a pretty name, you must come round to my bookshop and tell me all about yourself and your book, I am all on my own here.” He breathed heavily down the phone.

“I’ll send you some leaflet,” I said quickly and put the phone down.

4^th

“Oh good morning …”

“This is a Japanese bookshop,” the young lady giggled, “is your book in Japanese if so we may be able to take it.”

 “No very sorry only English at the moment.”

5^th

“Oh good morning …”

“We are a Christian bookshop,” said the lady in a very abrupt manner and put down the phone.

Number 27 and feeling a little weary and ready for a cup of coffee

“Oh good morning…”

“Sorry head office makes all the decisions bye.”

 By 2 o’clock I was ready to go shopping, clean the house from top to bottom, do anything rather than pick up the phone and say ‘Hello my name is…’.