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The guys selling dishcloths really annoy me as they don't seem to co-ordinate their efforts. We had 3 separate calls within 1.5 hours last night from 3 separate lads all selling the same thing.


If you're going to sell things door to door then at least have some kind of strategy!

This is like Oliver Twist.


Teams of 'Olivers' selling poor quality goods for some 'Fagin' sitting pretty somewhere.


The goods are cheap poor quality.


If you buy anything you will be 'marked' as a soft touch. Expect more visits.


This is organised, all the trays these lads carry seem to be very similar in design, shape & content.

Jeremy Wrote:

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> The problem isn't that people are selling cloths

> and stuff to make a living.

>

> The problem is that they are selling poor quality,

> over-priced crap pretending it's for charity.



The guys that have come to me have not claimed it was for Charity


They say they are just starting out and trying to make a go of things.


But there always seem to be in groups.

Which makes me think it is organised.


I did once buy some dusters. They were crap. Really Bad.

DulwichFox Wrote:

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> The guys that have come to me have not claimed it

> was for Charity

>

> They say they are just starting out and trying to

> make a go of things.

>

> But there always seem to be in groups.

> Which makes me think it is organised.

>

> I did once buy some dusters. They were crap.

> Really Bad.


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The story I used to get was that it was a company providing work for previously unemployed people.


I haven't got time to look this up, but there have deffo been forum threads about it in previous years, with links to stuff on the net confirming the dubious nature of these people's claims.


And whatever/whoever they are, the stuff they are selling is not worth anything like the price they ask for it.

We had them banging on our door last night. A big-ish, rather forceful chap managed to convince my husband to buy something. He picked out some tea towels, then my husband came inside to get the money - he was told/asked to make a donation, when I saw them I turned them over and there was a price of ?4.99! I was like jesus love they ain't worth a fiver, they are rubbish! He still paid for them, I think he thought they were legit charity. I just hope they don 't come back as I'm certainly not answering the door to them again. And they better not bang on the door and wake up my kids.

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