Confused the shit out of him. I felt like Seth in Boiler Room (great movie, btw) talking to the newspaper salesman.
In the end I got his name and number so he'd get paid if I decided to go with a dish. Why are they always so shocked when you talk about them getting their commission? Do they really think that we think they do their job so enthusiastically for fun?
In other news, my Tivo still rocks. My USB Ethernet adapter should be here soon, so I can unplug the telephone line.
Off to the gym with Nick now.
