Maybe it is just a sign of the (economic) times. Yesterday, a vacuum cleaner salesman showed up at my door. I had never encountered one of these salesmen and have always associated them with comedy movies from the 1940s and '50s. Red Skelton comes to mind but there were many others.
Anyway, the guy offered to give me a bunch of postage stamps if I would let him demonstrate his vacuum cleaner on my carpet. Ordinarily, I have never been kind to telemarketers, or door-to-door salesmen who ignore the "no solicitors" sign at the entrance to our townhomes cul-de-sac. But perhaps I felt a twinge of sympathy for this middle-aged man who probably has fallen on hard times in our bad economy and was trying to earn a buck the best way he could. I politely told him I was satisfied with my old cleaner and wished him a good day.
Warning to telemarketers: Don't ever expect the same politeness from me because it ain't coming.
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