solicitation
The doorbell rings…I answer…it’s a young-ish guy. I think to myself, “Great…here we go.” He introduces himself, explaining that he’s part of a program called NCA (National Career Awards or something). As an aside, I find it interesting that I can’t find NCA’s website. Back to the topic at hand - he goes through his spiel: he’s trying to gain “points” through selling magazine subscriptions . If he gets X number of points, he gets $5k for college. And….the top two salespeop….whoops…fundraisers in the country get a trip to Europe. After waiting patiently through his pitch, I explain that no, we’re not really in the market for any subscriptions. I also explained that after our tithe, our extra cheritable money goes towards supporting several missionaries abroad. At that, the kid turns around and mutters under his breath, “Well - college isn’t important anyways.” LART!!!
As he was walking away, I said, “Excuse me?”. His only response was something like, “Have a good evening, Sir.”
He needs to work on his salesmanship a bit.
Kids these days…friggin’.
Hmmmmm………I am looking for an assistant. Did he give you his phone #?
Umm no. He didn’t leave his card. Sorry.
Was he selling subscriptions to make?
Meaning, Make Magazine.
Heh…I didn’t take the time to look.
Easy guys- it was probably one of my friends. And Clint, if you need an assistant- look no further.