As a professional wrestling fan I have been programmed to smell a scam when there is one close by.
There was a major reek on the doormat this morning.
I received a letter from a company claiming to be making hundreds of thousands of pounds per year. They constantly wrote about how they never work nine until five any more and that they get up whenever they want, have two homes and travel around the world at the drop of a hat because of their investments.
They wanted to share their stories with me.
For a price.
I admit I had been hooked to it before then but when the matter of paying a monthly charge by direct debit was brought into the equation I tore up the brochure and headed for the bin.
My devious side prevented me from throwing the shredded pieces into the trash. I looked at the pre-paid envelope that came with the brochure and decided I would gain a little revenge.
I wrote them a note;
Dear Agora,
As you can see; I have no interest in this rubbish. I hope you have spent just as much time opening the ebvelope and reading this note as I did tearing this material into little pieces.
The main crux of this is if you were making X amount of money per annum why would you be boasting about this in a way to to get more people involved?
Surely this would affect your profit as it means there will be more hands in the pot.
A good business wouldn't dare consider allowing other people to share potential profit.
But, thanks for sending me this. It has made me feel good to see how much I saved by not entertaining your ridiculous offer!
I feel sorry for those that do.
Yours,
David Taylor
I have also written 'Sorry, I don't have a cheque or bank account so have paid cash!' on the back of the envelope to ensure they open it.
It is the second day of my holiday from work. Things must be bad for me to find pleasure in doing something like this!
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