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My Friendly Insurance Agent
Several months ago I decided it
would be wise to investigate the possibilities of buying a life
insurance policy, if for no other reason, at least it might be a
good investment. I got the name of an insurance agent from a friend
and called the agent to get some information. From the kinds of
questions I put to him, the agent could tell that I knew nothing
about insurance, so he kindly offered to explore the matter with
me in more detail - to help me determine the kind of policy I ought
to be considering.
That evening he appeared at my door promptly
at 7:30; without wasting time on amenities, he spread his papers
out on the kitchen table and launched into a lengthy explanation.
I listened attentively as he talked about the difference between
various types of policies, and he explained the kind of coverage
he felt I ought to have because of my age bracket and financial
objectives. Toward the end of the evening (after three or four hours
of talking), he kindly helped me fill out an application for a 50,000
policy, and then he asked if I could go to a Dr. Luther's office
on Friday for a physical examination.
I don't know why, but it was not until
the mention of the doctor's appointment that I realized fully what
was happening. I was about to sign lifetime contract, yet I had
not really made a decision about whether I wanted to buy the policy
or not. As a matter of fact, the question of a need for a decision
from me one way or the other had not even come up. Suddenly I felt
sure that I definitely did not want to buy the policy. However,
since he had spent so much time with me, I didn't want to make him
feel that he had wasted his time. So I invented an excuse about
things I had to do on Friday, and I assured him I would call him
in a few days. Actually, I had no intention of going to see Dr.
Luther or of calling the agent again. I wanted to forget the whole
thing.
t's been over three months now since our
meeting, and my friendly insurance agent still calls at my office
faithfully two or three times a week. My secretary knows that I
don't want to talk to him, so when he calls she tells him that I'm
in a meeting or that I'm out of the office or that I'm away on a
business trip. I realize now that it was a mistake not to tell him
that first night that I didn't want the policy. Since I still can't
bring myself to tell him outright that I'm not interested, and please
not to bother me anymore, all I can do is to avoid his calls and
I hope I don't run into him some place.
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《亲切的保险代理人》
几个月前我决定，也许探究一下购买寿险的事是明智的。如果不是为了其它的原因，至少它是一项较好的投资。我从朋友那得到一个保险代理商的名字，并向他打电话询问。基于我提的问题，这位保险商判断，我对保险一窍不通，因此他友好地提出和我仔细探讨一下这事--帮我确定应该买哪种险。
那天晚上7点30分他迅速出现在我的家门口，没顾得上客套，他就在餐桌上铺开了他的材料，并长篇大论地解释开来。我专心地听他讲解了的不同险种。接着他又向我解释了我应该购买的险额，当然这是基于我的年龄框架和获利目标。那晚快结束时（三、四个小时过后），他友好地帮我填了份50，000份保险单的申请，接着他问我是否能在星期五去陆瑟医生那进行体检。
我不知为什么，但直到提及和医生的预约我才真正意识到了正在发生的事。我就要签署一份终生的契约，然而我还没真正搞清楚我是否想买保险。事实上，我压根就没想过要做这个决定。刹那间，我意识到了我根本就没打算买保险。然而，他在我身上花了如此多的时间，我不想让他感到他浪费了时光。因此，我编了个借口，说星期五我有事，并向他保证过几天给他打电话。实际上，我根本就没想去见陆瑟医生，也不打算再给他去电话。我想忘掉整个事情。
从我们第一次想见至今已有3个月。我那友好的保险代理商仍持之以恒的往我办公室打电话，一周两到三次。我的秘书知道我不想理他，因此当他来电话时，她总说我在开会或我不在或我出差了。现在我认识到了，我犯了个错误，当天晚上我就该告诉他我不想买保险。直到现在我还是无法开口拒绝他说我不感兴趣了，以后再别打电话了，因此我所能做的就是避免他的电话。我真希望别在哪遇见他。
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