It used to be just the phone I wouldn't answer before looking at caller I.D. Can you get doorbell ringer I.D.? Because I really could have used it today.
First you should know that these two
crazies precious pups go completely wild when the doorbell rings.....even if it is on tv........
See how they are always on alert?
If they sense that I may be trying to rest, people start calling and ringing the doorbell. It's true! Although it is usually a delivery person with a package for Matt. No, I don't get that many packages....well not THAT many.
But today.....Good thing I wasn't resting or I might have gotten violent.
The doorbell rings.....I'll bet you knew that was coming....so amid two mad, barking dogs, I answer the door to find this young looking man standing there with a big I'm fixing to try and sell you something look on his face.
Turns out he's just out of the marines and is in a public speaking contest and if he wins he gets to go to Spain.
Have you ever been to spain? he asks.
No, but I might as well just tell you now I'm not buying anything. says the hacked off housewife who is trying to keep her dogs from running out the front door.
Him....Oh, no mam....but you do want me to win this contest don't you....
Me...Not really, I actually could care less....I would actually prefer that you go out and get a real job that doesn't entail ringing my doorbell. (O.K. I said that in my head).
Him.......all you have to do is subscribe to one of these magazines as he whips out the order form from his back pocket.
ME.....No thanks....I wouldn't care to order any magazines today, but thank you.
Him......well, most people at least order one just to help me out.
Me.......well good luck with that, but I wouldn't care to order any magazines....as I'm trying to close the door.
Him as he turns to walk away.....well, thanks a lot...he was mad and said that really sarcastically and walked off through my front yard to my next door neighbor's house.
So after I get over thinking what a nerve this guy has, I get in my car, drive out of my garage and run to pick up paint samples. I'm gone maybe 15 minutes.
When I drive back into the driveway, open the garage door, drive in and park and get out of my car.....guess who walks up and says.....with a big grin on his face.
Hello mam, I've just been to see your neighbor (uses her first name here) and she says you'd be happy to help me out with this contest I'm in to learn public speaking and win a trip to Spain.....
Me......She did huh? Well you've already been to my door, I declined and my answer is still no.
Since I was now in the garage and not at the front door, he had forgotten that he had already been to my door!
What I wanted to say was this..... maybe memory lessons would serve you better than public speaking. You seem to have no problem
spinning lies speaking.
Yes, I know that was probably mean, but if this guy had spent four years in the marines (or so he says), he now needs to get a job! Then if he wants to go to Spain, he can buy a ticket and go like the rest of us.....only I've never been if you'll remember.
Before I can walk back in the garage door.....he says.....you know I'm from South Carolina, a little town of 1,500 people and jobs just aren't that easy to come by.
Me.......well how did you get here? Really, I do always wonder how these kinds get here? At my door????
HIM.......frustrated......because I'm in this contest.
Me......once again, good luck to you, I wouldn't care to subscribe to any magazines!
So as the garage door slides down blocking out this
pest young man, I contemplate turning on my alarm system in case he's seeking revenge against the mean old woman who wouldn't order any magazines!