RA: More Rhetorical Analysis... dun dun dun...

So, ironically, we were supposed to go actually put ourselves into a situation where people's livelihoods depended on commission. Normally, you avoid those people like the plague. I usually do too. But, lucky me, I didn't have to go far, because yesterday one of them called me up, and I couldn't help grinning because she thought she was doing her job but she was really doing my homework. The one and only time I like telemarketers. (Well, actually, there were the pranks that my sister would always play on them, but that's another story.)

Dearest Brynn calls me up from some company that sounds like "World Market" (which was funny, because at first I thought she said "Wal-Mart"). She informs me that I've been referred to their company to receive a free cruise by a "friend of mine" (a creepy guy from the single's ward back home) who has just joined the company. I would receive a free cruise for 2 adults from Cali to Mexico, all food and entertainment paid for, if I would simply go to a 90-minute presentation. That was all. I was not obligated to sign up for anything, commit to anything, just listen to a presentation, and the cruise was promised regardless.



So. What was she trying to do?
1. Promises me a free cruise. Why in the heck not?? I'm a poor student...
2.She tells me that it'll help out a friend. Appeal to my pathos. (Heh, she doesn't know he's creepy. I didn't even give him my number, he got it from a ward list.)
3. Said that it would only take 90 minutes... not "an hour and a half". Just a small, very tiny bit of my time that would guarantee a whole cruise: Logos. Such a small investment to make for such a large return.
4. Assured me that there were no strings attatched. Problem is, my parents have gone to timeshare presentations before, and were definitely not there for only "90 minutes." My dad left furious, because he definitely didn't want to sign anything, but every step they tried to take to go out the door was countered by someone offering a better deal if my parents would just sign up. The goal is to suck you in and make you buy something more.
5. As soon as she asked me their "mandatory procedure questions", which included my age, my marital/dating status (or lack thereof), and my income, and she found out that I make diddley-squat as a student, she admitted that I "didn't qualify" financially for the offer. "But", she said, "can we keep you on our list for some of our other promotions that don't have that requirement?" What a good little saleswoman.