Do I Get A Commission On This?

My favorite thing about my new cell phone is not the camera feature, the fact that it charges fully in less than a half hour, or even the color view screen. No, no, no! I love the phone because it is also an MP3 player, one that plays loudly enough to be heard over the noise made by a postal vehicle!

There is no need for me to pay to download any music files, I can transfer them from my computer. Woot!

There are several tracks from Thank You 4 currently residing on my phone's MP3 player. They are my "end of the route, I've gotta play something calming so I don't kill anybody" songs...

They were, of course, playing today as I delivered a certified letter to an older man at the end of my route...

"I like that music that you have playing," he says. "What is it?"

"That would be Michael Schenker," I tell him.

"Where can I get it?" he wants to know.

"You've gotta order it from Michael's website," I inform him. "He mails them out himself from Germany. He's such a sweetie!"

So, I wonder, if this old guy actually buys the CD, do I get a commission?
Nevermind, Michael, just pay the fucking Bella-Bitch so that you can get your ass to Pittsburgh!

Hmmmm... Will the old guy know that there is a 'C' in Schenker?
Will he die of shock when he sees the rest of Michael's site?

Only time will tell....