Slippery

He looks like a slippery character I thought as I watched him saunter up to my front door and ring the bell. He had sales person written all over him.

I was right.

Yes? I barked as I stuck my head out of the window in response to his ring. I gave him the once over as I waited for him to begin his spiel taking in his dark suit, his too dazzling smile, his slight swagger

I see your guttering is looking like it needs to be replaced, he began, is it something you would want doing? We will be in the area next week and we could do yours while we are here. Your name and telephone number? All this was said in one breath while he whipped out a notepad from the top pocket of his coat.

Cheeky blighter, I fumed inwardly, did he really think I was going to fall for that line?

Not interested, I said sharply and drew my head in shutting the window firmly.

Unfortunately my neighbour fell for it and had his guttering changed the following week – for a £800 fee of course. Two days later, the guttering was leaking (he complained to my husband) as the two work men who had been sent out to do the job had botched it. Our neighbour had been unable to reach the slippery salesperson despite his numerous attempts to do so, surprise surprise. Plus he couldn’t claim on his insurance because the company that the salesperson represented was not registered!!

So the poor man had to call in another company to fix it. They had to rip it all off and replace it with their own guttering – for an eye watering £1,800!! So in all, our neighbour was out of pocket by £2,600 all because of a slippery salesperson.