I hate it. I'm currently unwaged and simply don't have the money to give. Doorstep chuggers really unnerve me.
However, the conversation I had yesterday with someone calling 'on behalf of' the NSPCC (who I used to give to when I had a job) really, really wound me up:
While I was answering the phone and they were doing the 'thank you for giving us money in the past' bit, DD came up and started agitating. I asked her to be quiet as I was on the phone and the woman said "Oh, is that your granddaughter?"
I mean, WTAF?
I said no, it's my daughter, in a v. frosty tone. She started babbling about 'ooh, that's why you gave to us, is it, because you have children?' - erm... no, actually, I'm not that self-interested that I only give to charities that affect me.... so not the greatest start to the conversation!
She then starts going on about how terrible the Jimmy Savile case was and how important it is that we protect children from abuse. Apparently every call a child makes to their helpline costs £12 (Really?? How the hell does it cost that much?) and more children will suffer if I don't start donating again.
I explain that I'm unwaged and I can't afford to donate, she gives me the 'it's only 20p a day' malarkey, I say I still can't afford it, she then says 'you don't understand about sexual abuse, you don't know what it does to a child, if you did you wouldn't begrudge a few pence to help them!'
As it happens, I was sexually abused as a child. She didn't know that, but how fucking dare she say that to anyone, she doesn't know who she might be talking to!
So I'm afraid I pointed this out to the bitch in rather impolite terms and asked her to never call again. It left me really upset - I would complain but I didn't get which company she was calling from. The NSPCC have lost any money they might ever have got from me in the future, though 