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About the beginning of last summer I was sitting in my garage practicing some guitar when these two young black dudes came walking up. They seemed to be nicely dressed and courteous and were selling magazines for some organization they were in to help them get an education. Okay...
Anyway, I did not want to just outright reject them because they had the pitch down! So, I played around with them for awhile, looking at some of the mags they were selling, trying to be polite but at the same time not wanting to buy anything from them.
Oh, by the way, they were from Dallas and I told them I was a Cowboy fan, but they were Houston fans....
Anyway, after about 20 minutes or so, because they were polite, I decided to help them out. I ended up giving them $65.00 cash for a 2 year subscription of Woodworking Magazine, filled out their little form, gave then some water because it was hot. They thanked me and told me that their supervisor would call me later that night to verify my purchase and away they went. I never received that phone call.
I should have know better! :bang2:
I got burned...until yesterday, when I received my first copy of Woodworking Magazine.
Anyway, I did not want to just outright reject them because they had the pitch down! So, I played around with them for awhile, looking at some of the mags they were selling, trying to be polite but at the same time not wanting to buy anything from them.
Oh, by the way, they were from Dallas and I told them I was a Cowboy fan, but they were Houston fans....
Anyway, after about 20 minutes or so, because they were polite, I decided to help them out. I ended up giving them $65.00 cash for a 2 year subscription of Woodworking Magazine, filled out their little form, gave then some water because it was hot. They thanked me and told me that their supervisor would call me later that night to verify my purchase and away they went. I never received that phone call.
I should have know better! :bang2:
I got burned...until yesterday, when I received my first copy of Woodworking Magazine.