A couple of years ago my husband attended a winter conference in Vegas. I went along just for a winter warm up. I do enjoy slot machines, but really had no interest in gambling all day long. To pass the time, I did a lot of walking and window shopping. After being asked to a do a couple of time share presentations, I finally relented. The first one was really nice, they gave me exactly what they promised, and I left with a good feeling about their company.
The next day, I figured what the heck, and did a second one. Oh boy--was this the wrong company; and did they have the wrong person to screw. This time share presentation required you to visit their site which was a mile or so off the strip. They took me in a really nice van, and I was able to tour the facility. They then put me in an office and started their individual pitch (by now it had been more than the 90 minutes, but I was in no great hurry). I politely explained that I would not be purchasing anything today. Next came the manager, once again explained I would not be purchasing anything today.
Together the two of them left the room, and I heard the door lock. Now I am pissed. I get up and find that I am locked in this office--I was ready to go, even without their transportation (I figured I'd just walk back to the strip). At this point I don't even care if I get their "gift". Well thankfully cell phones are common place today. I called the Las Vegas Police Department non emergency number and told the dispatcher the timeshare people were holding me in an office, and left me in a locked room. It was not more than 3 minutes before a very nice LV police man came loudly barging into the office, and demanded I be released. He then demanded I be given the "gift" (I guess this was not the first time they had been there). He wanted to know if I wanted to press charges; and I explained being from IL it would be difficult for me to return for a court date; but I would gladly provide any needed information. A couple of days later I got a call from the DA and they prosecuted the company. Oh, and the police man gave me a ride back to my hotel.
My only timeshare advise is bring a charged cellphone and watch out for doors that are keyed on both sides.