He couldn't possibly be a salesman, he has ID!

[nfotxn]

*knock, knock*

I'm expecting my Aunt to come by so I swing open the door and to my suprise I see a young man about my age.

"May I talk to the person in charge of the utilities?"

To while I reply: "I'm sorry but I'm not interested" and slam the door watching his shocked expression bloom between the shrinking opening.

AGH!!

I really hate getting mad at people who really need money but DO NOT COME TO MY DOOR TRYING TO SELL ME THINGS. I WILL NOT BUY THEM.

Now I feel horrible because somebody put the high-pressure tactic on me. I know this poor kid is probably being exploited by his employer too. It happens far too frequently in this townhouse sub-division too because it's easy to walk from unit to unit.

So now I'm schooling myself at The Better Business Bureau. Seriously, I have a real nasty streak for scam artists. I don't like having to be on alert at all times, it exploits my better nature.

Comments

[ranger1.livejournal.com]

Just ditch your better nature. Attending bear runs will speedily facilitate this. Nice is overrated, not to mention irrelevant to important stuff like getting laid and being popular.

On the other hand, you could wind up like an acquaintance of mine who likes to mindfuck telemarketers who call him at dinnertime, often keeping them on the phone for over an hour and leaving them frustrated and confused. Personally, I'd rather slam down the phone and spend the next 59 minutes playing Snood.

No Solicitors

[alphaschnitz.livejournal.com]

That's why I put a "No Solicitors" sign on my front door.

[cub4bear.livejournal.com]

He invaded your privacy, unannounced, to sell you shit. He shouldn't be upset when you close the door in his face, and you shouldn't feel guilty for cutting him off for being so rude.

[jprtoronto.livejournal.com]

There are still door to door salesmen?

[fenwalker.livejournal.com]

"May I talk to the person in charge of the utilities?"

Yes, but first you must best me in hand to hand combat!
I've got him tied to the bed right now, and there's a big burly man violating his ass, but you're welcome to take off your clothes and wait in line
Sure come on in, and by the way have you accepted Jesus/Satan as your personal savior?