Saturday Morning
There was a knock on the door this past Saturday morning.
I opened it to find a young, well-dressed man standing there who said:
"Hello sir, I'm a Jehovah's Witness."
So I said "Come in and sit down."
I offered him a fresh cup of coffee and asked "What do you want to talk about?"
He said, "Beats the shit out of me! Nobody ever let me in before."
Great punch line.
ReplyDeleteIf I had nothing going on when they came to the door, I actually used to invite them, spend a few minutes listening, then take a booklet from them. Made their day.
I haven't the patience for that. I try to be nice, even though I consider it an intrusion.
DeleteTrue story: The Second Mrs. Pennington used to invite 'em in just to mess with 'em. She had the benefit (?) of 12 years of Catholic school, followed by college at a Jesuit institution of some note in the Mid-West, so she knew her theology. I'd just roll my eyes and leave the room...
ReplyDeleteI was tempted, once, to invite them in, ask them to sit down, and then leave them alone.
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