Branding: The 72 Cutlass
You've heard the expression, "the advertiser buried the axe in the consumer's brain." Well, I advertised my mechanical aptitude and abilities to Rosemary one summer day in 1988 and it's still fresh in her memory today.
It was eight o'clock Saturday morning and I was out in the driveway changing oil in my 1972 Cutlass. Rosemary said goodbye to the visible part of my body and went to work. I encountered a problem right away. I couldn't get the oil filter off and while in the process of trying to do so, shredded every piece of metal off of it. This meant there was nothing left to put the wrench on. Two hours later and I had to walk away. After cooling off, I called my brother and asked him what to do.
I ran a couple of errands and went back to the Cutlass, confident that my brother's advice would work. It did. It was now four o'clock in the afternoon and Rosemary pulled in the drive, back from work. She walked up to my car and noticed that I was in the identical position as when she left me. I must have moved a leg, confirming to her that no harm had come to me. At that point she was overcome with a bout of uncontrollable laughter, so outrageous, that I still hear it today!
By 1988, we had been married for eleven years. Rosemary knew the drill. David tries to fix something. David calls someone to fix it, plus what he screwed up. The image of me laying under the car in the identical position as she left me, buried the axe of my mechanical ineptitude forever in her mind.
So the battery dies in Rosemary's van yesterday. Now, we're not talking about removing the battery from a 1966 Ford Galaxy. I believe Chevy plopped a battery on the assembly line and built the van around it. After relaying this information to Rosemary, I had set the stage for a four hour wrestling match. Half an hour later I come in the house, tell her I'm done and that the van is running fine. She looks at me and starts laughing. Take a guess at what incident that she was thinking about.
Believe it or not, I've been successful at a few home chores. I fixed our washing machine once, I can hang pictures on the wall and replace a faucet washer (sometimes). When it comes to doing stuff like this however, I will always be identified by the 1988 incident.
I wonder if your business can prosper from David's branding session? Provide consistent service and, when the time presents itself, do something outstanding. If emotion, like, say laughing, is tied into the deal, you can bet you will be remembered.
"Dad, my bike is broke. Can you fix it?"
"Sure Carla, as soon as your Mom stops laughing."
