Why doesn't it surprised me that a having a sunny disposition comes with the territory for a salesman? 
P.S. A note to myself: do not buy a used car (or camera) from Jeremy 
Damn!
I've just put the finishing touches to the website - added most of the few remaining (reasonable) old shots I've got, leaving myself little alternative but to shoot again, and when I got back here, you'd already replied to Jeremy; beaten to the punch yet again!
But it isn't really funny. There's a truth hidden within all that perspective of opposite views. As for myself, and for all of my life, I viewed more or less all of these places as last chance saloons. It was my greatest difficulty in business: whereas most ADs I knew loved those places it took wild horses etc. and I found the rictus on my face almost impossible to maintain.
Sports bars. This is the second coincidence of today. There's one such title applied to a bar I saw this afternoon during my postprandial stroll to keep the heart working. I hadn't noticed the place before - my first thought was that it must mean that one has to pole vault in order to get service. What on Earth
does it mean? Surely not what I'd suspected?
Rob C