This past fall I was visiting a buddy at one of the local fly shops. Once a month during lunch I would shoot into the shop to pick up a few fly tying materials or shoot the breeze with my buddy. On this one particular day I came into the shop and saw my buddy helping 3 customers.
By the one’s accent and my clever linguistic skills I figured they were German and in town for some fishing. Turns out they just hit town and didn’t bring the right gear. So my buddy and another fella at the shop were assisting. Didn’t sound like they were sealing the deal. I kept hearing, “….we’ll think about it…what time are you open tomorrow?”
I overheard a bit of the conversation and made the mistake of opening my mouth. I think I said something like, “…yeah…that rod is sweet.”
At that point, the one guy that could speak English turns to me and starts in with the 20 questions. He starts in with we’re from out of town, here for a few weeks, want to fish for this and that, didn’t bring gear…yada yada yada…what do you suggest? I guess he figured since I didn’t work there I wasn’t just trying to sell them a bunch of over priced gear.
Being the kind helper person that I am I thought, “What’s the harm?” I have nothing to gain here other than a chance to strengthen international diplomacy. You know, doing my bit to bring the world closer together.
So for the next 30 minutes these three guys followed me around the shop and filled up their shopping bags with 3 sets of high end fly rods, fly reels, fly lines, leaders, flies, fly boxes, and licenses. Not sure what the grand total came to be but I imagine it was in the neighborhood of $4500. I tried to steer them to the midrange gear but they insisted they wanted such and such rod and reel. I suggested try before they buy but they wanted what they wanted.
Several times I tried to shake these guys by pawning them back off onto my buddy and that other fella. Seems those two guys got a kick out of what they saw and hid in the backroom.
During that whole ordeal I had a couple of other customers ask me for some help. I just politely turned to them and said, “Sorry…I don’t work here.”
That was my good deed for the day.
If by chance those three Germans stumble on to this. Hope you guys had fun on your trip and hope to see you guys back again next year.