A store manager Mark stopped by a small manufacturing plant he spotted during his last trip through a part of the countryside in the hopes of gaining another client in the area.
However, little did Mark know that the plant manager, Joe, was going to be a tough customer to please.
With a broad smile and a reassuring tone, Mark handed Joe a beautiful box of cigars as a gift, but the man barely gave it a sideways glance before he said, "No cigars for me, thank you. I smoked one once, and it was horrible."
Mark is nothing if not prepared, so he offered to treat Joe to a high-end seafood dinner, but again the suggestion missed the mark. "No seafood for me, thank you. I ate it once, and it was horrible."
Not ready to give up just yet, Mark got a bright idea as he looked out the window and saw people playing golf. "That's quite alright," he told Joe. "How about you come and play a round of golf at my club as my personal guest?"
However, for the third time, Mark's luck struck out, as Joe replied, "No golf for me, thank you. I played the sport once, and it was horrible."
The plant manager had barely finished his sentence when a young man joined them at the table.
"Let me introduce my son, Dabbles," Joe said.
Surprised, Mark gave the young man a quick once over before he said, "Let me guess, only child?"
