Cutco. I had two friends in high school who got that job. One of them had it go about how you expected. Sold a couple single knives to his parents and such, decided knocking on doors was terrible, and quit shortly after. The other did really well and liked it. She sold a ton of fancy knife sets almost all of them cold knocking door to door to strangers. She bought a pretty cool (for a teenager) car with the money she made. The moral of the story could be that some people are good at sales and some aren't. However, the first friend was just some average teenage boy everyone prolly thought was a dumbass, and the second friend was an attractive teenage girl. I'm now wondering how many suburban perverts bought knives just to flirt with her.