In the Navy we were hit up with time share presentations every weekend on the Carolina coast, with the promise of a free something or other for attending. I remember one prize turned out to be a chintzy clock radio with a very short cord.
During the last one I attended, participants were divided into groups of about 8, who sat around the free dinner table to listen to a pitch from a salesman. After his presentation on how much we would supposedly save on vacation, he asked all of us, “Doesn’t it sound like a good deal?”
Stupid me mentioned that the salesman forgot about calculating the lost opportunity cost of the money spent on the time share, plus the interest paid.
Immediately thereafter I was called away from the table by one of the hosts. He sat me in a back room, very angry. At a young age, I thought I was in big trouble for something. “You just came here for your free camera! Here it is, now get out of here!” With that, he handed me this chintzy plastic camera with fixed shutter speed and aperture, and escorted me to the door. Thank goodness I had finished my free dinner.
I never attended another time share presentation. My time was just too valuable.