A few days ago I had a little day trip to London with the kids. Whilst I was perfectly happy to pose for pictures, the kids were a little more reluctant…
So I had to catch them unaware when they were on their devices or watching floating green men…
None of that has anything to do with the main point of this post, but I’m just setting the scene. Now I’ll get to the point. As we walked down past some fancy shops, a very well-dressed man appeared and handed me this sample…
I really would have liked to just walk on, but being terribly useless in these situations, I found myself engaging in conversation, AND allowing myself to get led into the shop for him to try some product on me. Why? Why can’t I just say no thank you?!
As he dabbed some stuff under my eye, he told me that the product was incredible and contained real gold. He asked what products I usually use on my face.
“Nivea.” I told him.
He also asked what I type of maintenance I usually do on my eyes.
“Er…maintenance…um, well, you know…the Nivea I put on my face also goes under my eyes.” I told him. Maintenance? What am I, a car?
When he was done he produced a mirror for me to say “wow” and pretend I could tell the difference between the eye he had done and the one he hadn’t (the kids also dutifully nodded and said appropriate things to please him). I cut to the chase and asked him how much it was. He told me there was a special offer on at the moment where I could get two products for £198 (that’s around US $310), usually that was the price just for one. What a bargain! (For people who spend hundreds on face cream).
I reminded him that I generally use Nivea costing around £5, and that would be quite a leap. He reminded me that there was real gold in this product. I thanked him politely, declined, and we left. To his credit, he wasn’t overly pushy, he was gentle in his sales approach, friendly, and didn’t make me feel uncomfortable about saying no.
During the process of him dabbing stuff on me, he had a guess at my age, “35” he said. I played the game of pretending to be delighted while I told him I was actually nearly 45, and he played the game of pretending to be impressed and surprised. I knew he was just flattering me to get a sale, but afterwards I realised I totally missed a trick, I should have said “Well clearly the Nivea is working well for me then.” I want to go back there now just to be able to say that!
Maybe you’ve heard of Orogold before, I hadn’t, but I looked them up online later and found lots of stuff about them, both good and bad. I’m not making any comment about the company or the products, I don’t know enough about them, but I am wondering how many people do spend that kind of money on face cream. I guess I’m lucky that I’ve always had pretty good skin, so it’s easy for me to say “I would NEVER spend that much on face cream,” but maybe under different circumstances I would, who knows. I’m pretty sure I’d want to do more research first though and not just spend a few hundred on a product I’d never heard of before, on the strength of a five minute sales pitch from someone who approached me on the street.
For now, I’ll stick with Nivea thank you. What about you?
(By the way, I know I still owe someone a poem, I haven’t forgotten, it’ll be soon!)