“Please don’t cry, Mrs. Moore,” consoled loan officer Jackson Tydman, “this is strictly business, but unless you can come up with $400.00 by this Friday, we’re going to have to repossess your car, and that’s all there is to it!” Sitting in a chair across from Jack’s desk, Nancy Moore was fighting to control her emotions, and unfortunately was failing miserably. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she tried to explain to Mr. Tydman that without a car, her husband Joe would lose his job as a traveling salesman. “Believe me when I tell you that I’m sympathetic to your position,” Jack went on, “but you’re two months behind already, and the bank feels that it would be unfair to our other customers if we let this thing go any longer!” Thinking fast on her feet, Nancy gave it one last shot, “Well, is there someone else I can talk to about this, like your supervisor or something!?!” Jackson Tydman gave her a long steady gaze and then replied slowly, “Well, I guess it wouldn’t hurt to let you speak with Miss Winters, but I don’t think it will do any good, she generally agrees with my judgment!” Getting up from behind his desk, Jack excused himself and said he would be right back. He quickly made his way to Blair Winters’ office and stuck his head inside and said, “We got us a real hot one, babe, I’m going to send her down in a few minutes, she owes eight C’s on their car and her old man needs it for his job as a salesman, I think she would do just about anything to keep from losing that car!” “I’ve got her good and softened up,” he said with wink, “and I think it will only take a little shove to put her over the edge!” Blair Winters nodded to Jack and replied, “Good, give me a few minutes to review her file and then send her in!” Jack turned heal and headed back to his office where he found a more composed Nancy waiting patiently for his return. He slid around to his chair, sat down and offered, “I’ve talked to Miss “Winters and she will see you in a few minutes, she’s very busy but can spare you a minute or two.” “Oh thank you, Mr. Tydman,” Nancy fairly gushed, “I just know she will give me a little more time!” Jackson Tydman merely nodded his head and leaned back in his chair and waited for Blair to buzz him.
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