I hope your response discouraged her and she gave up and decided to let her parents annoy all their co-workers trying to sell whatever cookie products she was peddling. You probably did the kid a favor; it’s not safe for little kids to go door to door selling stuff.
[I thought the Girl Scout Cookie Campaign didn’t start till after the first of the year; maybe it varies according to geographical region. I REALLY hope they aren’t starting this early.]
Personally Una, (I have not read any other replies, only your OP) I don’t think you did anything wrong.
Look, it comes down to this, people use little kids to sell you everything from wrapping paper to cookies, your resources are limited, you were working on the yard and not in the mode to deal with such tripe…give yourself a break.
There is a sign on my front door, no solicitors “do not ring the doorbell” in large letters.
It’s bullshit, little kids should not be out “selling” crap. In my realm, soliciting in any light is bullshit.
You did what you could for that time. Don’t get down on yourself over this…fuck it. Girl Scout or not it qll gets old.
qll = all
Shit
During my ill-spent youth I was a Girl Scout, and received similar replies to my cookie sales pitch on more than one occasion.
That is why I am the monster I am today.
No, really, it didn’t upset me much at all – I remember thinking, “Sheesh, people could at least be polite about it!”, but I didn’t have nightmares or anything.
Heh I sold coupon books once as a kid… i got i think a whole 4 houses before giving up.
As for rudeness, id consider that polite.
Sure anth, but you’re our Cruellest, most Heartless bitch ever!
Hey anth - I’m a cashier at a grocery store and I get curt responses from every other customer at least. Don’t worry, much like me, the little girl was probably shocked for a few minutes, but quickly got over it as she relayed the story to her little buddies in the troop (in my case, my coworkers). You gave her and her friends an object of ridicule for at least a few days. When you start to feel guilty just imagine the gleeful little expressions on their rosy faces as they relay, giggling hysterically, the story of the disgruntled Brownie-hating diabetic at their next few meetings. 
~Lauren
Won’t Exculpate Your Diabolical Evil. Into the mud, scum queen!
(dunno what # we’re up to): “Look, if your parents want to train you to be a happy little knot-tying conformist that’s fine. But they can pay for it themselves. Leave the moral-blackmail technique at home - using children to raise money is as despicable as taking hostages to make your point.”
-1. “Buy this, Whore!” before powerbombing the girlscout onto the bonnet of your car.
Anthracite
It was rude, but your heart is in the right place. If you want to, call the local Girl Scout Council’s office to have them contact the troop in your area. Just let them know that you do want to purchase some cookies. If they have cookies available, they’ll round them up for you.
You’re not the worst. Some of the posters have been tripping over themselves to demonstrate that point.
At least, I hope that’s the case.
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*Originally posted by Osip *
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Good idea - I should have thought of that. D’oh!
And everyone - thanks a lot, you all showed me that things could have been worse. And that a lot of you have diabolically evil minds… Anyhow, maybe it’s hard to convey adequately, but I did honestly feel like I had been really mean. I guess I wasn’t that bad, and in the future I will be much kinder to the little ones selling things.
Anthracite
Registered: Mar 2000
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Evidence that anthracite is the slow-burning sort of coal. 
-2. Hold the leaf-blower with the handle out and offer it to the little girl, saying, “Here, why don’t you take this so you can BLOW ME!”
(And I can’t believe no one said it first…)
“Are they made from real girl scouts?”
(rimshot)
But I deserved that. 
Actually, anthracite is a slow-burning, very non-volatile type of coal. So unlike me in reality…
And as one of those Heartless Bitches of HBI, I absolve Anthracite of any percieved bitchiness. You were tired and in the midst of something and that Princess of Darkness with cookies had to interrupt you because she thought she could sell you something. If you had turned the leaf blower on suck and chased her that would be different. Cut yourself some slack. If you don’t, I’ll get Bob Dobbs to do it for you.
By the by, you could have said this:
“As I am the Dark Queen of the Unholy Lesbian Vampire Army of the Night, leave your tired patriarchal group and join my army of sapphic delight!”
I’m reading this thread, wondering, what the fuck is going on here? Since WHEN do Girl Scouts sell cookies in November?
Some quick checking: they don’t. Either her parents or her troop leader has purchased a buttload of cookies and are now foisting them off on you, DURING NOT-COOKIE-SEASON!
To me, this is the equivalent of poaching. This little shit has no business interrupting the delicate sugar cycles of non-diabetics (we expect our Thin Mints in February, thank you very much), let alone tempting an innocent diabetic with an off-season, illicit, underhanded, back-room-deal sugar fix!
Now, if only my crack dealer would make deliveries…