Perhaps a bit off topic, but maybe not. In the 70's, I was part owner of a stereo equipment store next to a university. It was a very good business to be in, then. One afternoon a large, coveralled, rough-looking smelly farmer strayed into the store. He was very much out of place, and no one on the staff approached him (might have been the overpowering odor of pig poop?) I greeted him with an extended hand, spent some time showing him what I thought was good gear- he asked for good gear- and then he said "I'll take it!". When we settled up, it was for a considerable sum, and when I asked if it would be credit card or check, he said neither, and pulled out a tight roll of greenbacks about the size of a baseball. When he had paid, the roll was hardly diminished. You don't judge a man's worth by his appearance, and someone working for me lost a sizable, easy commission that day. It's the rich guys you have to watch out for often- it's about the money, not the honor.