Having tried my hand once at retail sales--I sold Classical Music CDs in Houston--way back when CDs had just hit the market, I can tell you that Death cannot come quickly enough for a Saleman (I assume this is also true of Saleswomen). I was fired before any disgruntled customer could eviscerate me--evidently I rolled my eyes at the manager when he told me to vacuum the floor.
So the point is, take pity on the poor schmuck trying to sell you some crap you don't really want--don't buy the crap, that only helps the rich owner get richer. Put the bastard out of his (or her) misery with a bullet to the brain. Willie Loman did not accidently kill himself. He crashed his car on purpose. His triumph is that he escapes the world while his family and boss are damned to live.
Willie Loman is the Great American Dead Hero.
No Salesman wants to live (especially travelling salesman, but that will be a later post). Be Kind, Kill a Salesman (or two).
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