The other night, I was at home with my kids and someone rang the doorbell. It was a rep from Kirby. They asked me if I had ever heard of it, and I said yes because my father used to have one. I was a little surprised because it was unexpected, but the girl assured me that I didn't have to buy one. I let her come in to show me. I knew if I got one while my husband was at work, he would probably kill me, but I was curious if it was like my dad's old clunker. Anyway, she brought her stuff in and her manager introduced himself, saying he wanted to make sure I knew what to expect from the demo. He excused himself and the girl got started. She knew a lot about the machine. She explained that she was fairly new and asked if she could use her notes. I think she was a little nervous, but I understood. She showed me a lot of neat stuff, but I knew, again, that my husband would think I was crazy. She was so nice about it, though when I told her that I couldn't make a decision without him. Lucky for her I guess, he came home right when she started vacuuming the carpet. He walked in and saw the dirt it picked up and he was blown away like I was. I vacuum twice a week and the samples she showed me were 1/2 inch thick coming out of my carpet! I pushed it and could not believe how easy it is now. My dad's was so heavy. When she showed us that the dirt was there because our dyson only had a small hole on the side, that was the clincher!!! My husband and I agreed that it was a no brainer. After we did the paperwork, she took just a few more minutes to make sure I was comfortable with the machine. I'm not gonna lie. It looked way harder than it was to operate. She let me fumble with it a few times, always staying patient. That is what made me feel good about it. I got a great cleaner and I helped her win her trip. When she was ready to go, her manager came back to introduce himself to my husband and thank us for helping her. I have had lots of people come to my door and try to sell me things, but this was different. They made sure to make me feel special. I hope to have my Kirby as long as my dad had his.