So I am JUST NOW in my laundry room (at 8:45PM), which also doubles as our side entry, when I hear a tap, tap, tap at the door. Great. The light is on, and just the screen door is open at the moment. Someone is obviously at home.
It was a kid – maybe 18 or 19. He is on some sort of scholarship donation quest – improving his public speaking and finding out what people do for jobs so that he is MOTIVATED for next year – and “oh yeah, would you like to contribute?”. I practically had to push this kid off my doorstep after I said “no thank you, but good luck” and he continued talking and trying to get me to donate. Clearly his approach was just to keep talking until I paid him to go away. Or pushed him off my doorstep. I didn’t push him, but I DID walk in the house and close the door. Look, I’m patient ONCE. Don’t press your luck with me.
I cannot stand people who come to my door to solicit. Be it scholarships, sales, or churches. I did not ask you to come here and try to solicit money or anything else from me. If I want to donate to a cause, I will do so. One that I’ve researched and feel compelled to give to – not just some random organization that some kid standing on my doorstep – with no documentation – tells me to. If I want new windows, frozen food, steaks, or a new pool (::snicker:: that makes it seem like we even have an OLD pool)…I will buy it when I want to and when I’m ready – not because someone has appeared on my doorstep to persuade me to do so.
And don’t even get me started on the church thing. I am not religious, although I was raised Catholic. I feel I lead a good life and organized religion just doesn’t hold a place in my life right now. Might that change? Who knows…never say never. On average, we get at least one visit a week from members of local (and maybe not so local) churches. You know what I do? I hide. And I let the dogs bark at the door like the little balls of fluff mad guard dogs that they are. So I get the little brochures tucked into my door for me to find later. I am probably on the fast track to hell.
So does that even work? Really? How many people drop whatever it is they are doing at the moment said sales/scholarship/religious person show up at their doorstep and proclaim “THANK YOU! I HAVE JUST BEEN WAITING FOR YOU, OH SWEET STEAK SALESMAN! How happy I am that you are finally here and I don’t have to trek three miles to that pesky grocery store. I hope the baked potato salesman shows up soon.”
I know I may have offended since I threw the religious card in. Please don’t take it personally. I am way cool with religion – it’s just not for me at this point in life. They probably annoy me because of that lingering Catholic guilt that screams in my head “you should go to church (and take your children) you heathen!” – and they give it an external voice when they show up.
There are no facts, only interpretations. ~Friedrich Nietzsche