One Sunday morning, my doorbell rang. MING-MONG-MING-MONG-MING-MONG. No, no need to be alarmed, you push the button once and it does a triple “ming mong.” I just ignored it, figuring it was someone witnessing.
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Half-asleep, I looked at the clock… It was 7:30 A.M. Let me repeat that in case you didn’t quite catch that, it was 7:30 A-frickin’-M. The hell? I covered my head with my pillow. “Idiots!”, I thought to myself.
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Okay, now that was weird. The Mormons, the Jehovahs, those folks usualy ring twice and give up. Persistent bugger out there.
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Finally I peered out the window and saw a “friend’s” car. W…T…F…?!? No way in hell I was answering the door, it was 7:30, I’m in my jammies and have no intention of getting up for antoher three hours. I went back to bed. My then-GF was making mad grumbly noises. “It’s Eric,” I said. Then my then-GF made a much louder mad grumbly noise that sounded kind of like “you’ve GOT to be kidding!”.
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This idiot, rang our doorbell no less than 7 times. Again, I must repeat, he rang it seven times and it was 7:30 A-frickin’-M in the morning!!!
Firstly, you do not drive 90 miles to just “drop by” unnannoucned (yes, there was no urgency or anything, he just got up real early to drive 90 miles to “drop by”).
Secondly, do you actually think it is socially acceptable – on any planet – to show up uninvited at 7:30 on a Sunday morning? Were you expecting people who always sleep in until 10 on Sundays to actually be up and thrilled to see you?
Thirdly, ring our bell once, maybe we didn’t hear it. Ring our bell twice, maybe we can’t come to the door. Ring our bell three times, we’re probably not available or not home. Ring our bell seven times…
Now, even if by some miracle we did answer our door after seven rings, do you honestly think we’d be happy to see you?