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Dealing with the Dealer

The doorman started to brush them off when his eyes suddenly got very large. He looked at the manager, the big salesman, and the small salesman, and gulped, "This way please."


Without seeing what the tip was, the doorman took them down to center front next to the stage where there were no tables, just lounge chairs. The manager tipped the doorman twenty dollars and sat down in wonderment. This was where Frank Sinatra or the like sits when he comes to a show. About twenty minutes after the show started, three beautiful young women noiselessly joined them.

That's when the sales manager figured out what happened and started laughing so hard he could barely stop. As he explained to the others later, what the doorman saw was an older, forceful Italian mobster, his hulking bodyguard, and his faithful account-ant. Even without knowing who they were, the doorman was tak-ing no chances.

A similar bit of intimidation worked for Larry, a friend of mine who had heard that story before he went to Las Vegas on a convention. Larry was an executive for a large manufacturing com-pany at the time. His boss was at a meeting at the Landmark Hotel, although the boss was not staying there. Larry had been asked to drop the boss's luggage off at the front desk during the meeting upstairs so the boss could quickly pick it up afterward and catch his plane. Here's the conversation that ensued between Larry and a troublesome bell captain.

I'd like to store these bags here for several hours. Can you do that?" began Larry.
"Are you a guest of the hotel, sir?" responded the bell captain. "No, but these are for my boss, who is here at a meeting."
"Is your boss a guest of the hotel?" persisted the captain. "No, but he's here at a meeting," Larry repeated.

With a satisfied smile, the bell captain then said, "Well, I'm sorry, but we can't store luggage for anyone not a guest of the hotel. You'll have to make other arrangements."
"But my boss told me to bring his luggage here to him," Larry protested.
"That's not my problem, is it?" ended the bell captain.




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