Even today my complaint is...
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Even today my complaint is bitter."
Wilber Nelson tells the story:
When Daniel Webster wanted to give a person the impression that he remembered him, but could not recall his name or where they had met before, he would ask, "Well, how is the old complaint?" And nine times out of ten it worked. The person would begin to unfold some grievance that he had discussed with Mr. Webster on a former occasion, and thereby identify himself.
Going To The Complaint Department Entering a department store, a little old lady was startled when a band began to play and a dignified executive pinned an orchid on her dress and handed her a crisp $100 bill. She was the store's millionth customer. Television cameras were focused on her and reporters began interviewing. "Tell me," one asked, "just what did you come here for today?" The lady hesitated for a minute, then answered, "I'm on my way to the Complaint Department." -- Smith
Wilber Nelson tells the story:
When Daniel Webster wanted to give a person the impression that he remembered him, but could not recall his name or where they had met before, he would ask, "Well, how is the old complaint?" And nine times out of ten it worked. The person would begin to unfold some grievance that he had discussed with Mr. Webster on a former occasion, and thereby identify himself.
Going To The Complaint Department Entering a department store, a little old lady was startled when a band began to play and a dignified executive pinned an orchid on her dress and handed her a crisp $100 bill. She was the store's millionth customer. Television cameras were focused on her and reporters began interviewing. "Tell me," one asked, "just what did you come here for today?" The lady hesitated for a minute, then answered, "I'm on my way to the Complaint Department." -- Smith
