Reebok Trotter wrote:
About eighteen months ago the clerk at my local post office tried to talk me into buying an EU ID card
You've raised a pet peeve of mine here. I am fucked off with going into the Post Office to post something and the counter staff trying to sell me something while I am there.
On what planet would I consider buying a credit card, insurance or broadband during this transaction.
I am always on the way somewhere else when I go to the post office. I'm always in a rush. I think many people are the same.
Going into a mobile phone shop and buying a contract phone and them asking you about phone insurance or home phone services is somehow fair game.
Going into a bank and signing up for an account and them asking you about a credit card is also somehow fair game.
Going into a travel agents and booking a holiday and being asked about holiday insurance is also somehow fair game.
As you may know, I hate being sold to anyway, but some times it is more tolerable or understandable than others.
I was at a music festival once and the scruffiest, smelliest twat I had ever seen in my life stopped me on a walk way trying to get me to sign up to Greenpeace.
His killer line was, "we don't want any money from you, but for you to set up a little direct debit mandate". Wonderful. Now you've said that, sure, here are all my personal details, my bank sort code and account number and a copy of my signature, you dirty fucker.