Anne Borrowdale was visiting her parents in Suffolk, England, when a salesman rang the doorbell and her father – a minister in his mid-80s at the time – answered it. After several minutes of chatter, Borrowdale stepped in. "I went to the door and said firmly, 'He’s told you he’s not interested. Goodbye,' and shut the door," says Borrowdale, 59, an author and speaker in Oxford, England.
"I’d treated him like a child who wasn’t capable of making sensible decisions anymore in front of a stranger," she says. "I’d let my worry about elderly people getting conned override his dignity."