No, really. That’s how I tried to get out of there.
We went back to the Houston RV Show yesterday with a couple of RV-ing friends, Jay and Kris. I’d joked with Kris early in the day that if we couldn’t get our husbands to quit talking to sales reps (they are both big on asking questions, crawling underneath the chassis, and in short gleaning every possible detail about any rig that captures their interest), then we could try leaving — with other men.
And when the clock hit 7:55, at a show that ends at 8:00, and our two guys had started asking yet another rep yet another round of questions, Kris looked at me and said, “I think it’s time to try that trick. I’m doing it.”
Since it was my idea in the first place, what could I do but fall in step behind her?
And that is how two very bewildered Holiday World salesmen ended up walking us toward the convention hall exit, linked arm in arm like groomsmen escorting wedding guests down the aisle. Good sports those chaps, but then I think we made their day with our conspiratorial winks and “Can you just walk with me for a second while I explain…?”
Did it work?
Tim and Jay noticed right away, but then called our bluff by hollering loving sentiments like, “Good luck!” and “You get the mortgage along with her!”
Much laughter ensued — from our escorts and from a small assembly of bemused onlookers.
So I put Plan B into motion and flopped to the floor, feigning Death from RV Show.
That didn’t really work either, but hey, it made for a great story, eh?
Oh, and no, we did not buy a new RV. Someone had already bought the one we were most interested in, but we were impressed enough with it to continue researching the manufacturer, dealerships, options and pricing, so stay tuned!