Thumpalumpacus
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I can't remember the last time I was approached by any kind of salesman at home or at work, if ever. I guess the closest thing would be the door-to-door Mormons that hit me up one time. Nice kids actually, and I wasn't particularly bothered by them. I also haven't had a telemarketer call since I stopped having a land line, probably about eighteen years ago now. Not long ago I did have occasion to be at a Harley dealer on a slow business day and I told the first salesman who came my way, "Listen, I don't have any money and my credit sucks ass." Not only did he no longer want to talk to me but the ten or so other salespeople in the place didn't give me a second glance.![]()
I used to have a couple of Mormons who'd come to talk to my Mormon neighbor. When she wasn't home, and I was sitting on my porch with a beer and a book, they'd come over and we'd shoot the shit. I liked 'em, and our conversation got beyond faith quickly.
Very refreshing, actually.