Ding-dong ... furniture man calling!
We've recently discussed here the sheer number and scope of our kids' school fundraisers, but lately I've noticed that adult fundraisers can be just as . . . um . . . absurd.
Now, I've met my share of door-to-door salesmen over the years selling many different types of products and services that I never knew existed, let alone needed immediately on a Tuesday morning. But this recent visitor was a new one on me.
"Yes?" I said to the man standing on my front porch wiping his brow from the heat.
"So, are you interested in some furniture?" He said, like the question was obvious.
"Furniture. Brand new. 70 percent off retail. Right there in my truck."
Sure enough, there was a huge semi in the street right outside my front door.
Now I've chased away magazine salesmen. Super cleaning product salesmen. Meat and seafood vendors. Children with Christmas wreaths, candy, candles and cheese. But this is the first door-to-door furniture salesman I've come across.
"No, um . . . I hadn’t really thought about it until this exact moment, but I think I'm all set on furniture."
He tried to sweeten the pot. “You sure? I’ve got a mahogany dining room set that seats 12 comfortably with upholstered Venetian chairs.”
I wondered if I'd see a table stacked with sofas outside of Publix if he didn't sell his unsold inventory on my street. "No, but, ah . . . thanks?"
He got into the cab of his 18-wheeler and pulled next door.
I can't help but wonder that if people are having a hard time coughing up seven bucks for a roll of wrapping paper, who on earth is paying $700 for that impulse buy on china hutches?
(That's a rhetorical question, but if anyone has the name of the woman down the street who shelled out a grand that day for a mattress set, please let her know I've got some raffle tickets I need to unload.)