What is it about sales people? You're rushing through town with your friend's screaming youngsters in tow and a look of desperation on your face because you're already running late and they still stop you to ask if you're interested in buying double glazing, a new conservatory or a thousand other inane items.

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Of course, the fact that I'm (obviously) in a rush and don't have a house big enough for any of the above doesn't come into it. The fact is I simply don't like being accosted on the street by complete strangers trying to push me into something. Nor for that matter, do I enjoy being accosted on my own front doorstep or on the phone, particularly not those that call late in the evening when I've just got the kids to sleep. In fact, there's nothing more guaranteed to make me not want to buy something!

Okay, so they may be polite, but none of them seem to understand the word "no" or the ever so complicated phrase, let me say this slowly, "I am not interested, thank you!"
The simple truth is that if I wanted a new kitchen, life insurance, satellite television (delete as appropriate!) then I would call them. They don't need to call me!