I’ve had about four encounters like this in the last two years or so.
The most recent was yesterday. It was an encounter typical of the type of which I speak.
Someone was knocking on my door very rapidly and insistently. I answered to find a kid maybe 18-22, dressed in ratty clothes, his face scraggly. “Hey how’s it going, have you seen these other kids running around, being crazy on your doorstep?” All sort of in one breath.
“No.”
“Oh, then I’m the first one?”
“Yep.”
“You’re not violent, are you, not going to make any sudden moves, try to beat me up or anything?”
“No…” (What the hell?)
“Good,” he said. “'Cause neither am I.”
“I’m sorry?”
“Let me show what I’m doing.” He pulls out from his back pocket an old, worn, badly laminated card trying to communicate that this guy is part of some contest, and for every item I buy from him he gets points.
The first time I encountered one of these guys, I bought a subscription to Discover Magazine for 25 dollars. I recieved one used issue in the mail a month later, and never got anything else.
This guy says he’s not selling magazines. But I see from the card that he is selling something. I don’t give him a chance to say what it is. “Sorry, not interested.”
“All right, that’s okay, God bless you anyway!” he says and walks off. Clearly he was telling the truth when he assured me that he would be as much a gentleman as I claimed to be, and would not be hurting me or causing me pain or anything.
Nice to know.
(On a previous encounter, the kid at this point had looked at me angrily and said, “you just gonna turn me away like that, huh?” He had subsequently left a note on my door, I guess for other members of his group, that said “Keep on walking, Danny’s already come knockin’.”)
Anyway… who are these people?
-Kris