The ovenware scam
It was actually made out of pyrex glass (tempered), and could go in the oven. It was designed to look like Corning Ware, which was quite expensive at the time. It was probably worth what people paid for it. About $20.
What made it sell was the packaging. It was all (about 20 or so pieces) packed in a tall box, that looked very professional. And you had a slick color brochure (flyer) that you carried. On the flyer, the price of $69.95 was prominently displayed.
The sales pitch made it work, and Danny taught me. He was one of the best. I only went into businesses where several people worked, like a small store or office. MUCH better than going door to door. I would walk in carrying one box and the flyer. I'd look at the first person that noticed me and tell them (loud enough for others to hear) we had just finished a home show and had a few boxes of ovenware left over. Too few to ship back, and were getting rid of them for our cost only.
After a while, I could tell instantly if I was going to make a sale. If all I got was a negative reaction, I was out of there immediately and on to the next stop. As soon as someone began to ask questions I knew I had a sale. If they asked me to open the package, that was even BETTER. All they want is to see if the shit is really in there, and not some rocks or something.
Many times when one person in an office bought one, then other people wanted one too. They didn't want to be left out. I ALWAYS had one more. Danny would get a box car full of them shipped to wherever he was, and that had a couple of thousand sets in it. His cost was around eight dollars and our cost was about nine, so he made an extra buck off everyone elses sales.
At the time I had a 1970 Camaro, and if I used every inch of space (trunk, back seat and front) I could fit exactly 22 boxes in it. I would go out every day full, and be done by lunch time. Once I got in stroke with it (just like Pool, see), I could usually sell out in three to four hours of pounding the pavement. At the end of the day, I would make over $200 cash. The least I would sell a box for was $18, double my $9 cost. And many went for $20.
I would work five or six days a week, and make over $1,000 cash each week. This was good money in the early 70's. After Danny left, I ran a crew for a while, until the box car ran out. I never ordered another, as I had over 20K and wanted to open a poolroom, which I did in Bakersfield. My wife had a new baby, and we settled down and took over the Cue Ball Recreation in 1972. She helped me work it and it became a big success in the community.
I paid 15K down for the place and owed 25 more (I made payments of 400 a month). Within a few months it became the hangout for all the teens and early 20's crowd. And there were seven high schools in Bakersfield and Bakersfield JC at the time. We were so packed on the weekend you couldn't get in the door. Sometimes the fire marshalls came by and told people to not block the doorway. Even the sidewalks in front were full of people.
7,000 square feet with 22 tables and a 16 game arcade. Plus we served pizza, burgers and zillions of cokes. I must have poured a couple of hundred every Saturday night myself. No beer! I was the youngest member of the downtown businessmen's association in Bakersfield. The older set would say to me those kids haven't got any money, and I would just laugh. What I discovered is that every kid has a few dollars and they WILL spend it. Multiply that by a few hundred kids each night, and you quickly get the picture.
I have had three other rooms but that first one was the best. I was making money hand over fist, and within a year bought a home in the nicest neighborhood, where the rich folks lived. I was young and dumb though, and wanted to party and play pool. Within six years it all came to a halt. Got divorced and had to sell the Cue Ball. Stupid me, but I learned a good lesson. When you have something good, take care of it.
And I owe it all to ovenware. LOL