They both like to bother me when I am enjoying watching the Bachelor as my son naps for the first time in over a month.
Let’s start off by saying I live in an area where door to door salespeople are not allowed. No one is allowed to step foot where I live to sell or market anything without permission. It is wonderful. I will miss it the day I live somewhere that I have to spend half my day answering my door to tell people not interested. I also have my number on the do not call list. I rarely get telemarketers anymore and when I do the conversation is short lived. “Take me off your list NOW” CLICK! However I guess it has been quiet for too long.
So Little Man comes home from school today and for the first time in forever he actually napped. Miracles do happen. I grab my coffee and my blanket and get all comfy on the couch ready to watch The Bachelor premiere which I recorded last night.
RING! RING! Oh look it’s the phone. Off to the office I go to answer it because I was not smart enough to bring it to the living room with me. Conversation goes like this:
JW: Is this Nolie?
Me: Can I ask who is calling?
JW: Hi Nolie
Me: Umm who is this?
JW: It’s Jehovah’s Witnesses calling. How are you today Nolie?
Me: So did you guys switch tactics and call people now instead of showing up on our doorstep?
JW: No Nolie. We would love to come visit you however you live in a secure area and we are not allowed to visit door to door to spread the message of God.
Me: I actually like that. Don’t you think it’s like that for a reason? Instead you decided to find a loop-hole by phoning me.
JW: We just want to make sure you hear our message (or something like that, not quoting here).
Me: Well we all have our own religions and our own beliefs so you don’t need to be spreading yours all over the place.
JW: Mumble, Mumble (Not sure what they said, don’t care but this was the end of our conversation and I hung up the phone)
Ah that ended much more quickly then it does when they knock on your door. Off I go back to the couch. Get all comfortable, take a sip of coffee and *RING*, that would be the doorbell. Pause the show AGAIN and answer the door to World Vision. Now don’t even get me started on the last time I had World Vision knocking on my door. I kindly told them that I prefer to give my money to the children in my own backyard who are homeless, in shelters or living in poor conditions. The girl didn’t like my answer and the conversation didn’t end pretty. However I decide I will humor the guy standing at my door.
He started talking and I actually cut him off by saying STOP! Do you have permission to be here. He says yes and I am too lazy to ask for proof so I reply with one word… GO! He says his spiel.
WV: Have you seen our commercials?
Me: One upon a time I did, then I got smart and bought a PVR. (Hey I said I would be nice I did not say anything about not being a smart ass).
WV: Well did you know that for the price of a cup of coffee a day you could sponsor a child.
Me: Hey thanks for reminding me. My coffee is cold and I need to warm it up.
WV: Got a cup of coffee for us?
fake chuckles to humor the WV people
WV: So how would you like to sponsor a child?
Me: Maybe in a couple of months but not right now. Being the new year we are trying to sort out our finances and budget for 2011.
WV: Well we could sign you up right now and you wouldn’t actually start until February
Me: I said maybe in a couple of months not next month. That is too soon.
WV: Well do you have internet. Because if you do when you are ready you can look us up and sign up through our website.
Me: Sounds great. Oh by the way if you want a coffee Tim Horton’s is a 2 minute walk that way. (I point in the general direction)
WV: Oh I know, just wanted you to share yours with me.
Me: Get off my step.
They laugh, I shut the door and go back to enjoying The Bachelor. As Tobei finally comes out of hiding from upstairs. Thanks a lot honey.