My husband was "wowwed" by the Kirby salesman too. When I think back to how young and naive we were. Fell for the whole, "well, let me call my boss" thing to get us a better price. I told my hubby if he wanted to sweep with the 75 pound monster (might be exaggerating, but only by 2 or 3 pounds!), we'd buy it. The sad thing about a Kirby is that once you get one, you'd better love it, because it will last forever.
I want to get a Dyson. People who have one sure seem to like them.