Am I going to get burgled?
Discussion
Fantastic start to a friday evening, here goes:
I arrive home from work this afternoon, get changed and pop to the bathroom for a sit-down meeting at the oval office. Mid-dump, the doorbell rings, and my gf answers. I can't really hear whats going on, so I clean up and head downstairs.
As I enter the lounge, which houses my flatscreen tv, home cinema system, Wii, Xbox 360, laptop etc, I am greeted by a skinny, scruffy looking urchin in an ill-fitting suit. "Alright mate" he stammers, looking around uncomfortably. My gf explains that apparently they have made some changes to the local exchange, and now as if by magic, the internet is now FREE! Wow! Now of course, an offer like this needs mountains of paperwork, which he has invited himself in to talk the OH through in my absence.
I looked at him with my best "get the f
k out of my house" look, and he handed me the a bit of paper with a telephone number scrawled on it and headed for the door. By this stage I was seething with the OH for letting this pikey in a primark suit into my house. His mannerisms, dialogue and such were less "competent salesman" and more "nervous pikey keen to escape asap."
As soon as he leaves, I "calmly" explain the meaning of naive to the OH, but she insists that because he had a TalkTalk lanyard and photo ID, which I didn't get a look at, that he was kosher. Of course, the telephone number written on the scrap of paper just goes to TalkTalk customer services, who can't tell me if there is a door-knocker in my area or not. A quick call to the local constabulary to warn of a potential conman/pikey in the area fails to register on their "give a damn-ometer".
So, PH, choose an outcome:
1) Legit TalkTalk salesman (albeit bad one) who was probably trying to pressure my GF to signing up to something because she was alone.
2) Thieving pikey scumbag with forged ID who had let himself in to have a look around and see what is worth robbing.
I'm very suspicious because of his swift exit at my arrival, and the "paperwork" consisting of a scrap of notepad with a very general telephone number on it. However the OH doesn't see what she did wrong in letting the guy in. Either way I'm sleeping on the sofa tonight - but am I being paranoid or was he "casing the joint"?
I arrive home from work this afternoon, get changed and pop to the bathroom for a sit-down meeting at the oval office. Mid-dump, the doorbell rings, and my gf answers. I can't really hear whats going on, so I clean up and head downstairs.
As I enter the lounge, which houses my flatscreen tv, home cinema system, Wii, Xbox 360, laptop etc, I am greeted by a skinny, scruffy looking urchin in an ill-fitting suit. "Alright mate" he stammers, looking around uncomfortably. My gf explains that apparently they have made some changes to the local exchange, and now as if by magic, the internet is now FREE! Wow! Now of course, an offer like this needs mountains of paperwork, which he has invited himself in to talk the OH through in my absence.
I looked at him with my best "get the f
k out of my house" look, and he handed me the a bit of paper with a telephone number scrawled on it and headed for the door. By this stage I was seething with the OH for letting this pikey in a primark suit into my house. His mannerisms, dialogue and such were less "competent salesman" and more "nervous pikey keen to escape asap."As soon as he leaves, I "calmly" explain the meaning of naive to the OH, but she insists that because he had a TalkTalk lanyard and photo ID, which I didn't get a look at, that he was kosher. Of course, the telephone number written on the scrap of paper just goes to TalkTalk customer services, who can't tell me if there is a door-knocker in my area or not. A quick call to the local constabulary to warn of a potential conman/pikey in the area fails to register on their "give a damn-ometer".
So, PH, choose an outcome:
1) Legit TalkTalk salesman (albeit bad one) who was probably trying to pressure my GF to signing up to something because she was alone.
2) Thieving pikey scumbag with forged ID who had let himself in to have a look around and see what is worth robbing.
I'm very suspicious because of his swift exit at my arrival, and the "paperwork" consisting of a scrap of notepad with a very general telephone number on it. However the OH doesn't see what she did wrong in letting the guy in. Either way I'm sleeping on the sofa tonight - but am I being paranoid or was he "casing the joint"?
You missed your chance.
I had that a few years back, except I answered the door. The scrote kept looking over my shoulder into the hallway, but little is visible from the front door anyway. After about a minute of him bobbing up & down, I got bored and told im to "fk off, sharpish".
He didn't
So he fell over with a little help from a right hook from me.
Then dragged him down the front garden, over the road and dumped him on the bonnet of his mates car, who looked a bit nervous, as I started to boot the side of his car.
They didn't come back, but there were burglaries nearby.
I had that a few years back, except I answered the door. The scrote kept looking over my shoulder into the hallway, but little is visible from the front door anyway. After about a minute of him bobbing up & down, I got bored and told im to "f
k off, sharpish".He didn't
So he fell over with a little help from a right hook from me.
Then dragged him down the front garden, over the road and dumped him on the bonnet of his mates car, who looked a bit nervous, as I started to boot the side of his car.
They didn't come back, but there were burglaries nearby.
R1 Loon said:
You missed your chance.
I had that a few years back, except I answered the door. The scrote kept looking over my shoulder into the hallway, but little is visible from the front door anyway. After about a minute of him bobbing up & down, I got bored and told im to "fk off, sharpish".
He didn't
So he fell over with a little help from a right hook from me.
Then dragged him down the front garden, over the road and dumped him on the bonnet of his mates car, who looked a bit nervous, as I started to boot the side of his car.
They didn't come back, but there were burglaries nearby.
as Mr Punch would say "that's the way to do it"I had that a few years back, except I answered the door. The scrote kept looking over my shoulder into the hallway, but little is visible from the front door anyway. After about a minute of him bobbing up & down, I got bored and told im to "f
k off, sharpish".He didn't
So he fell over with a little help from a right hook from me.
Then dragged him down the front garden, over the road and dumped him on the bonnet of his mates car, who looked a bit nervous, as I started to boot the side of his car.
They didn't come back, but there were burglaries nearby.
TalkTalk customer services wouldn't be able to tell you if he was legitimate or not, all utility companies use 3rd party field sales agents so I wouldn't be too worried about being burgled (ill fitting suit or not), and they use all sorts of trickery to get sales.
And the free broadband offer is one that they have been running a few years, surprised that you haven't heard of it seeing as it's heavily marketed (even been advertised on PH front pages).
And the free broadband offer is one that they have been running a few years, surprised that you haven't heard of it seeing as it's heavily marketed (even been advertised on PH front pages).
R1 Loon said:
You missed your chance.
I had that a few years back, except I answered the door. The scrote kept looking over my shoulder into the hallway, but little is visible from the front door anyway. After about a minute of him bobbing up & down, I got bored and told im to "fk off, sharpish".
He didn't
So he fell over with a little help from a right hook from me.
Then dragged him down the front garden, over the road and dumped him on the bonnet of his mates car, who looked a bit nervous, as I started to boot the side of his car.
They didn't come back, but there were burglaries nearby.
And then you woke up and had a massive wI had that a few years back, except I answered the door. The scrote kept looking over my shoulder into the hallway, but little is visible from the front door anyway. After about a minute of him bobbing up & down, I got bored and told im to "f
k off, sharpish".He didn't
So he fell over with a little help from a right hook from me.
Then dragged him down the front garden, over the road and dumped him on the bonnet of his mates car, who looked a bit nervous, as I started to boot the side of his car.
They didn't come back, but there were burglaries nearby.
k.TalkTalk *do* have a push on at the moment; I have had a couple of very shifty-looking types in £25 suits and plastic shoes show up here, and also heard them talking to a neighbour (female, home alone, old man out) and going for the pressure-sell angle with her, whereas I was able to despatch them in a few short seconds.
So, in answer, he probably was really from TT and not specifically casing the joint.
OTOH, having failed to earn his £3.75 commission from you, he may well be back to rob enough to pay for his nightly bottle of White Lightning.
So, in answer, he probably was really from TT and not specifically casing the joint.
OTOH, having failed to earn his £3.75 commission from you, he may well be back to rob enough to pay for his nightly bottle of White Lightning.
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