A number of years ago, I was sitting in my living room, seething. I had just had a very heated discussion with my better half. It was a lovely spring day, but my patience was at a low ebb. Then came a knock at the door. I leaned back and looked out the open window behind me. There were two nice looking people on my porch, holding Bibles and brochures. We got regular visits from their organization and I had always tried to be polite. Today, I wasn't having any of it. I yelled out the window, "GO AWAY!"
I think that they must have their own "do-not-call" list because we weren't visited for a few years after that.
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