We get a lot of door-to-door salespeople for the lord in our neighborhood. By a lot, I mean at least 3 times a week (that I’m aware of). Politely telling them I’m not interested doesn’t make them go away. Lying and saying that I looooove Jesus so so so so much doesn’t make them go away. Being rude doesn’t make them go away. Our “No Soliciting” sign doesn’t make them go away. Nothing makes them grasp the concept that other people don’t need imaginary friends guiding their life just because they do. I am fed up with these people.
I also feel it is HORRIBLY rude to show up to someone’s house before calling first. I don’t care who you are. It’s just proper manners. If you didn’t call first, you are trespassing. End of story.
So it’s around 7:30 at night. I just got out of the shower and am soaking wet- and the doorbell rings. I look out the front window and see 2 ladies on my doorstep- bibles and pamphlets in hand… and I see red. You do NOT show up to a strangers house past dinnertime unannounced to try to push your personal agenda onto their life. You just don’t.
So I grab the machete I keep under the bed in one hand, and my crazy barking little Chihuweenie dog in the other (she goes bonkers at the doorbell). I throw open the front door, soaking wet wearing nothing but a tanktop and my underpants and say in the loudest, happiest and most crazed voice “HI!!!! Is there something I can help you with?” while smiling like I’m having the most amazing acid trip ever known to man.
They both look satisfyingly stunned, and start backing away. My dog, Monkey, is barking like she has rabies at this point, and the ladies don’t know whether to keep their eyes on the psycho dog or on the almost naked lady with the machete. They pick up speed with their exit, mumble something about being sorry to have bothered me, and get to a near run by the time they reach the end of my patio walkway… as I’m screaming after them, “What’s wrong? Don’t you want to talk? I’d LOVE to talk to you!!!”.
I hope that this finally gets my address on their “Do Not Disturb” list.
(next time, I will sick my little monster Monkey dog on them. She can be pretty fierce…..