It is an orgasmic moment for every salesman when he realize that his sell-pitch is hitting the target. that was exactly how Nick felt, driving his use to be expensive car down the twisty road out of town. Nick was about to close the deal, the client on the other side of the phone was actually about to buy a yacht from him. It was too long since Nick made any sale what so ever, not talking about a brand new yacht. It was time for Nick to give his well practice well proven pitch, and to seal the deal. “Sir, very soon you will find the true definition of freedom, you Sir, will look straight to the horizon with hundreds of horse-power pushing you across the ocean.” Nick talked on the phone in his car as he was talking to the client in front of him, when Nick said “look straight to the horizon,” he actually use his two hands to add some visual effect.
“Sir, can you hear me?” Nick was trying to get some reaction from the client on the other side of the phone, but for his great frustration the only thing he could hear on the phone was, “Hello, hello I cannot hear you”. I am right here, Nick shout into the phone, I can hear you, can you hear me? It was for no use, after a few more Hellos from the client on the other side, the call was over. Trying to save the deal, Nick tried to call back just to notice that his fingers are passing through the phone instead of touching the screen. It took Nick a second or two to understand that he is not driving anymore. In fact it took Nick a few more seconds to realize that there is not much car left to drive. He was sitting inside a bended metal box, that use to be his car. Its not clear what thought come to Nick’s head first, was it ” I am dead?” or was it “Oh My God, I have lost the deal” ? What ever it was, one thing is for sure. The fact that he lost the sale bothered him much more then the fact that he just died in a car accident. Stepping out from his crashed car, Nick was still mumbling how he was one minute from selling that damn yacht.
“Are we dead?” Nick heard a voice to his right. The voice came from a man standing near another car wreck. “Are we dead?” the man asked again. To Nick the way that man asked the question was like a kid asking his parents if today “is Christmas morning?” Yes, I guess we are dead, Nick answered. Realizing that the accident was probably his fault, Nick felt the need to explain to the man he just killed why he didn’t pay attention to the road. “I was too busy with the conversation on the phone that I didn’t pay attention to my driving”, Nick started his apologetic little speech. But it seemed like the other man was not really interested in Nick’s explanation of what happened. Instead the other man was walking around the cars debris like a man walking inside a museum. Realizing that the other man isn’t interested of hearing any of his explanations, Nick decided to end by saying, ” Its hard to sale a yacht, it is like to sale total freedom, people just don’t get it” . “What do you mean by total freedom?”, the other man stop his wondering around and look at Nick. “Total freedom means, Nick said, “only you and the sea, nothing around you, you are in control heading to the horizon”. Even though Nick accepted the fact that he is dead, it was still exciting for him to say it. “Total freedom with nobody around”, the man repeated Nick’s words. But then the man continue to say, ” without all the blood sucking leeches that are after everything you got”. Nick could see the man looking into the sky, and Nick could hear him say ” I like the idea of being alone in the middle of the ocean, its like death, nobody to find you”. Nick never associated his freedom pitch with anything to do with death, but as the professional salesman he was, he play along. ” I think that middle of nowhere at sea and death do have something in common”. Nick said. There was a moment of silence, while Nick watched the man behavior, he looked in a very strange way, happy.
“The accident wasn’t my fault, was it?”. Nick ask after a while. ” It was you that wanted to die, to get away from everything”. Nick continue. “Yes”, the man answered. “But I didn’t mean to kill anybody else. I am sorry for killing you and about your sale”. Before Nick had any chance to think what to say to the man that just killed him and worse then that, killed his yacht sale, another voice joined the conversation. “We need to go Nick”. It was a young girl wearing a white t-shirt and a blue jeans. “Lets go”, she said, “unfortunately you are not the only pickup I got today”. The two men looked at her confused. “Are you?” Nick started to ask, but before he finished his question the blue jeans girls answered. ” Yes I am, and I came for you Nick”. “What about him?”. Nick asked, pointing at the other man. “Yes, what about me?”. the other man also asked. He looked terribly disappointed. “No, its only you, Nick”. answered the girl. “And you”, said the girl pointing at the other man,” your death wish didn’t worked out, you will have a full recovery, and you will be just fine”
“I guess that we both lost”, said Nick to the man. “I lost my sale and my life and you, as much as you don’t like it, you will continue to live”. ” Yes I guess you right”, answer the man. The man could see the young blue jeans girl pulling Nicks hand for him to come with her. He started to feel how he is pulled back to his body, he could hear the sirens and the EMT talking around him. But there was another voice that he could hear. It was Nicks voice, he could hear it loud and clear.
” Buy a yacht, be my last sale before I am gone, you don’t need to die to get away from everything”. ” I will buy a yacht, I promise”, the man answered back. The last thing that he heard was a voice of a young woman and a man. ” Its a nice sell-pitch, no need to die to be alone”, the young woman said. ” You look like someone that can appreciate total freedom”, Nicks familiar voice said back. “Did you ever consider buying a yacht?”