Lightning strikes twice
A few months ago I fell for a scam, and was harassed in my living room for more than half an hour by a salesman peddling an overpriced vacuum. I won’t go into the details again, but after kicking the guy out, I realized I had no trail back to the offending agency—I didn’t write down a phone number or address, and he (conveniently) didn’t have a business card or any materials he could leave. Oh, how I’ve wished they would call back.
Tonight, as if none of this ever happened, I received another 30-second survey from “Valley Research.” I answered the same questions as before, and was once again offered a “gift” for my participation. I expect another call by the end of the week, asking about the best time to deliver (and offer a “brief product demonstration”).
It’s possible that call won’t come, but if it does, I want to be prepared—thus, I’m looking for input. I need ideas for ways to have a little fun with the sales guy (safe, non-litigious fun, that is). Please? Pretty please?
And this is the reason I
And this is the reason I love collective knowledge. As it turns out, I have a few pieces of literature recently delivered from a persistent (but friendly) lady from a local church. Maybe I'll leave them in an envelope on the door, and then go for the tacos.
I also have three dogs (one is a scary-looking, but pansy-esque, German shepherd) that I could factor in.
Rent a movie,
wait for him to knock. Start the movie and say you'll be right there to answer the door. See how long he lasts posted up on your stoop.
Or, how about letting him in and just watching the movie anyhow. Let him talk to your back. Crack open a beer and just let the dude hang there.
Or, have him come in and wait while you go to the bathroom. While you're gone have your "baby mama" let herself in in a fit of rage screaming and yelling. Meanwhile you're in the bathroom putting on your I've just been stabbed clothes drenched in fake blood, she asks the sales dude where you are and runs into your bathroom where you guys stage a fight. She runs out covered in fake blood and takes off. You stumble out falling on the floor, and ask, "so how much does the warranty usually cost?" on one of his items. :)
Or, just tell them what time to be there and go have tacos tijuana instead.
Diablo
couple of weak ideas
maybe you can get a bunch of chick tracts/watchtower mags/some other religious literature and give a counter presentation?
or, invite another salesperson (amway, cutco, pampered chef) to also come and give a counter presentation.
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