Wednesday, July 19, 2006

My doorbell rang at 9:30 this morning, and I wasn't expecting anyone. I was still in my nightgown. I grabbed my robe (which, for summer, is short and satiny) and frantically ran about the house, trying to decide what to do. But then the bell rang again and, against my better judgement, I answered the door. Right away, I knew it was THEM: the Jehovah's Witnesses here to try to save my poor heathen soul.

In an effort to get rid of them, I tried to explain that I was working and that I'd be happy to take their literature, and, GOODBYE, NOW! They asked if it would be alright if they came back another time to see how I'd enjoyed my complimentary copies of the Watchtower and Awake!. I said, well, OK, but not during my business hours, which I explained were between 9 and 6. (Sorry, J, I know I should have said no but this is what happens when you are not here to help me with these things).

Now that my panic has died down and I can look at what transpired in retrospect, I wonder what those 2 nice ladies must have thought about a woman in a short silky robe with disheveled hair (and not much interest in the Lord) trying to explain that she works out of her home and that these are her business hours and that she really needed to get back to work...

5 comments:

karaokekitty17 said...

You have WAY more patience with those people than I do! Next time tell them your soul is already lost to the devil. Although that might encourage them more. Who knows! They just piss me off!

Lever said...

LMFAO Do you think they'll be on Craigslist later to check your credentials out? ;)

I relish a chance to chat with these people next time - they were pretty good at leaving me to it last meeting, knowing that I was very staunchly in the "no god" camp and that mother nature was worth far more of my attention and everybody else's.

Maybe it's time to turn the tables and try to convert THEM next time? ;) :)

Kat E said...

well, if I had any balls I would just tell them my honest opinion of religion and be done with it. But I guess I feel bad for them or something--I mean, they're out there trying so hard and it's like I don't want to crush their spirits. I'll probably just hide next time they come back...

fishlamp said...

Well, perhaps why they asked if they could come back was because of the robe, the business hours, and the like.

=)

Jennifer said...

OMG! LOL!!! You know they prayed for your soul all the way home.