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You, being the anal-retentive guy you are, hang up all your clothes that are hangable, put the rest in drawers and neatly arrange your personal grooming stuff in the bathroom.

You call home. You tell your honey it was a routine trip. She tells you the water heater has broken, flooded the basement and the water is only 1½ feet away from your living room floor. The plumber is on his way over, but he wants $350 an hour for having to make a call at 1:30 a.m.. Your son, Josh came home with a nose ring and a tattoo that says “Hockey Players Don't Have Balls!”

And, oh yeah. Your boss needs that inventory report by 8:00 a.m. Instead of noon…which means…you won't get any sleep tonite.

You talk to your boss the next day and he has scheduled 7 extra appointments for you.

All of which translates to this: Since you got off that plane, 110,000 things have captured your attention…and…those pages you tore out of the SKYMALL magazine are forgotten and eventually crumpled and tossed into the 'round file……because…

You Don't Have Enough Time

To Even Get For Yourself

The Stuff You Really Want!

Delay is the death of a sale. When a person has a …buying urge… the …shelf life… of that urge is about all of about 15 or 20 seconds at most. If they can order by phone and there is a phone handy, chances are good you'll get the sale.

If not, the chances of you NOT getting the sales are almost 100%!

People don't like to give up their credit card info over the internet either. Even if they are assured their info is encrypted so thoroughly the NSA couldn't figure it out.