
The Double Ambassador
The menu was long as it included different types and levels of haircuts, salon services, and several beauty products. The barber directed me to a chair and asked what I wanted. I said “give me ‘The Italian’, man”, the simplest, least expensive option.
As he prepared the equipment, he asked me if I wanted “The Ambassador”, which included neck massage and better products. I politely declined, since I didn’t think I needed anything besides the trimming.
“I hear you, sir. But I’d be remiss if I didn’t tell you that if you take The Ambassador, I will upgrade you to an off-the-menu special: The Double Ambassador”.
I hesitated. Was I being upsold? Or was I about to pass on a great bargain of the capillary variety?
Every interaction with others can turn into a deal and later its corresponding transaction if we let them. Sometimes it is hard to retain a shred of our humanity. However, there is no choice but to keep trying every day as if it was the last.
“Sure, let’s do the Double Ambassador”, I replied. “Life is short anyway, isn’t it?
“Yes, sir. We are reminded of that all the time around here”.
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