In the vacuum of space, no one can hear you scream

Okay. I’m alive.
The presentation took longer than I expected. Time I could have spent cleaning up my place.
It was an impressive vacuum cleaner, but it was interesting noting the tactics he tried to get me to buy it. I was told that the manager was feeling “generous” and there were super deals that I could have today. And only today. And don’t tell other people about this super deal we’re giving just to you.
I have a policy of never buying something at a sales presentation. At least not for a week. I want to mull it over. That was my defense against most of their sales tactics.
I am feeling a little vulnerable. I tried to keep him just to the main areas of my home. But I was nervous when he complimented me on the nice place I have. He even told his boss that over the phone.
Was my joint just cased?
And I have no idea who this person was. He gave a name, but now business card. No pamphlets. No proof that he was a legitimate salesperson. I don’t even know if I could pick him out of a police lineup.