Connor McDonough knocked on my door. He gave me the sales pitch about earning points in order to take a trip. He asked what I was interested in and showed me the possible magazines. I said no thank you and he continued to talk. I told him again that my husband would kill me if I spent money on magazines. He offered to send me a postcard from Germany. He said that he was in first place in the competition. He asked if he could write in 3 magazines that he thought I might be interested in. I told him he could. He asked to use the table. I let him in so that he could use the table. He wrote down 3 magazines and showed me the price. I said no thanks. He continued to pressure me. I ended up writing a check for 53.00 for a Weight Watcher's magazine subscription. He said I could post a sticker on the door that said Connor rocks don't knock and if anyone did knock that I could squirt them with mustard and tell them to ketchup to the leader.
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