Listen Orville, I’m not gonna sit here and blow smoke up yer ass. Either you want embroidered shirts or you don’t.
If you don’t, then I’ll cut out early and make water somewheres else.
But if you DO, then let’s us get down to it.
Long-sleeve shirts, Orville, with your insignia right here, above your heart.
Sellmans: Since 1974
I could even get em to put a bull on there for you or a side of beef, a steak even.
Let me get real with you here. Right here, right now as the song goes.
Them shirts your people are wearing, your receptionist and the like, they look like they had a logo iron’d on.
Are those iron ons, Orville? And did you get them from Ken Steckler?
Because, and if I weren’t such a gentleman I would tell you what I really think, because Ken Steckler doesn’t understand quality personalized garments the way I do.
Did his daddy raise him in the business?
Could he, if his back was against the wall, use a sewing machine?
That’s what you’re getting with Ken Steckler.
Poor quality with no guarantees.
Now sure, you might save a buck or two up front, but it’s gonna cost you on the back end with fading and peeling and what not.
Listen, I can personalize em for free. I’m gonna tell my boys at the factory to put the goddamned first names on there for free.
You want all capital letters? Done, sir.


