On Wednesday, Aug. 16, a young, seemingly likable, fast-talking fellow knocked on our door to pitch his pest control services. My wife and I listened for a short while and I went back indoors since I was busy. He kept talking to my wife and wanted to quickly check our shed for signs of pests.
Later, my wife mentioned she had made an appointment for him to come back on Thursday, assuming it was for a more detailed discussion about whether to sign up for the services. To make that appointment, he asked her to sign and initial a form on his smart phone. It was in very small print and my wife felt...
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