Monday, August 20, 2007 | Author: Dav

Well I was minding my own business today packing stuff and moving them about in my car porch and suddenly this lady walks up with a guy and starts talking to me.

Like talking to me. As if we went to the same school (not possible, since she was a little more my mom's age) and I was like wtf? what is this? After talking to me for about 1 minute on their aim to bring some good back to the neighbourhood, I was convinced that they were some friendly neighbour that I've never seen around before (stranger things have happened!) but then the guy swings out this doctor's bag and slips out some pamphlets. The hammer drops. She goes,"We are also known as Jehovah Witnesses. I dont know if you've heard of us?"

Right about now, alarm bells started going off in my head. Not klaxon's. Oh no. I reserve the klaxons for when someone tells me they're with the Church of Scientology.

So I do what everyone in my position does, I tell both of them politely, "Uhm I'm pretty tied up right now...."

Does this put them off? Heck no!
She goes right through, and the guy waves more pamphlets, "Can I speak to someone else in the house then?"

Another point in time where I go WTF?

I tell them no one's home, and I need to go pick up some dry cleaning.
She SAYS "Oh I'm sure there's someone else at home we can speak to, we need to spread the word and do good!" Now, I dont know about you guys out there, but when I tell someone that there's no one at home, then they should just get the message or trust me, plain and simple. By now I've had enough and I tell her thank you and walk into the house and close the door, leaving the both of them standing there. I peek out of the window and I see another 4 people come up to the first two at my door and talk to them, each of their partners carrying a similar bag!

OH NO a group of Jehovah Witnesses at my door! A bunch! A squad! A phalanx! I dont know what the official plural form for them, I'm busy freaking out. What if they scale the gate?

After a while they leave. I like religion. I LIKE MY religion. I felt pretty disturbed after that.

What do YOU guys do when they come up to you and dont leave you alone?

Dav out
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On 12:55 am , *Alouqua* said...

hahaha! We get them here about once a month or so.Of course I live in the bible belt too, but anyway, I just tell them I'm not interesting and I've got better things to do, I am already committed to a religion and do not appreciate them bugging me or just don't answer the door.The latter being what happens 90% of the time.Here they all wear dress shirts,slacks and ties and have a book bag and are usually riding a bicycle so they're easy to spot. =0P

On 12:57 am , Davin said...

At least you KNOW how they look like so you can take pre-emptive steps

On 2:02 pm , Ashiq said...

.coYou could always say you're Muslim :)

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