was ripped off at a D'O24K store in Annapolis, Maryland, and I promised that it would not happen again. While at the West Palm Beach outlet, I was offered a chocolate (it's Christmas time!), and when I accepted it, I was practically pulled into the store. Before I could say, "Santa Claus," the young lady had me on a stool and was slathering some crazy looking brown stuff under my eyes from a syringe, the kind of syringe that looks like the same type my dentist uses to fill my mouth with Novocain. When I realized where I was (gasp), I tried to make a quick and polite escape, but these folks don't take "No" for an answer. I finally got honest; I told her that I had brought their products before, and I was not at all happy with the results or the quantity. She claimed that that store was not the same as the store I was in (interesting - I don't remember her being with me in Annapolis). Then she told me that their products, unlike that other store's product, were from Switzerland, not from the Dead Sea (so, she knows a lot about the "other" store after all?). I told her I don't care where the stuff comes from, I was not going to pay three hundred dollars for a plastic syringe filled with over-priced concealer. Then she offered to sell me the product for half the cost, the employee price, but I should not say anything out loud because she would get in trouble with her manager. I guess these young folks must think us older women are so stupid or so vain that we would fall for a sales tactic like that. So, let me say that I am 56 years old, I have a full head of gray hair, I am about 20 pounds overweight, and I have wrinkles on my face. And I just love me the way I am. I don't need miracle wrinkle creams to feel good about myself. Stay away, and don't take chocolate for D'OR24K strangers!