So last week, I'm walking out of Office Max on my way to drop off my applications for graduate school when I get flagged down by a guy selling stuff on behalf of CPEA, a children's charity. I'm in a hurry, but I felt charitable, so I gave them $12 for a crappy travel mug. I didn't think anything of it until my girlfriend and I were walking out of Food-4-Less today (a store that is specifically aimed at low income people--predominantly Latinos in the area). Another representative of the same organization approached us, and I didn't say anything, as the sales girl seemed to be talking mostly to my girlfriend. She agreed to purchase of a set of crayons for a local Boys and Girls Club. Alarm bells went off, however, when she asked to pay with a debit card and they made a copy of the whole card, including the number on the back. After we left, we checked the receipt, which turned out to be from not CPEA, but a marketing firm named Nicoco Internationl. We learned at this point that a mere 5% of the proceeds from this company's crappy second hand merchandise goes to CPEA.
Frustrated by this obvious false advertising, we decided to explore the matter further by looking up the company online. One of the first hits we got was Ripoff Report. Various people had complained about this company's business practices and marketing. Immediately, my girlfriend called her bank and canceled her debit card; who knows what these scam artists might use it for?
I was pissed off for any number of reasons, perhaps most of all that I may never trust people asking for money for charities. If I want to donate to charities, I think I will just have to do it directly. If anyone asks me for donations from now on, I'll just have to say, "I'm sorry, but I've been burned in the past. If you let me know what charity you work for, I would be happy to look them up myself."
Fortunately no damage was done, but this left a very bitter taste in my mouth, and I'm making it my mission of the week to expose these bastards for the frauds they are. Caveat Emptor.
