By far the vast majority of those who took literature from me, were doing so to just be polite because I had somehow "caught" them at the door. Either they couldn't hide (out working in the yard) or they were from deep in the rurals where strangers never ever come to their door (selling candy or whatever else people go d-t-d selling in larger towns and cities), and they feel compelled by politeness to answer the door (like some people feel compelled to answer the phone even if they don't feel like talking to anyone).
I knew they were just being polite, and they knew I knew (hey, I have small-town social skills too). Some people in my congregation were relentless in making these poor souls RVs (it's a shame they should suffer for their politeness), and just hounded them every 2 weeks (this, in an area where householders occasionally said things like, "But you were just here!"...."Really, when?"..."Last year about this time!").
I, personally felt guilty about harassing people who were painfully uncomfortable with having me at their door, but took the mags anyway (this did get me flack from some COs and elders or other pioneers, especially those who had been with me when someone took literature). So I didn't call back on them. Especially after the elderly Catholic woman I'd stopped by to see 3 or 4 times actually burst into tears and wailed, "Oh, why can't you just leave me alone???" (God that was traumatic, for me even more so than her! and it was bad enough for her!!)
I'd go back on those who didn't seem to mind, and say something like, "If you enjoy the magazines, I can arrange to bring them by whenever we're in the area, every month or few weeks. Would you like that?" I had RVs but only those who actually wanted the mags dropped off.