Today I was making some chex mix and there was a knock at my door. I was shirtless because of the great american heat wave and had a Kiss the Cook apron on. So I went to the door and answered. There was some poor college kid selling magaznes. I feel sorry for these guys, because I am soon to be a poor college student. It seems like we have one of these salespeople come to the door once a day. Luckily for me, my showtunes cd is playing and I decide to say in my nicent Feminine accent, “do you carry The Advocate?” The poor guy mumbled no and started walking away from the door really fast. I feel sorta bad about this, but hey, it worked.
Does it work with door-to-door preachers too?
Be careful, you might have gotten an offer for a date instead. Then what would you have done?
Hey! No picking on magazine sales guys!
You’re just evil!
-Jonathan Chance
Director of Marketin
Decent-sized magazine publisher
Virginia!
PS - I mean it!
If they sold me door-to-door we’d have no economic slump to worry about.
:slapping head: Sorry, I was having a Mae West moment there.
Why do you assume that by behaving that way you were freaking the guy out? Maybe he just didn’t have The Advocate.
I don’t know what I would have done if I got an offer for a date, I probly would have said I was seeing someone. For door to door preachers, it is good fun if you tell them you are an agnostic and agree with everything they say, they have a tough time then.
laughs ass off
Renigade, that’s awful! Terrific work. I’ll be sure to land on your doorstep once, just to see what you’re wearing that day.
Better yet, ask them if they have the NAMBLA journal.
*ooooh, I am SOOO going to HELL for that one…
A few years ago this magazine salesman guy convinced me to let him in (I know I know; stupid me, but it was in Texas and it was like 100 degrees out there).
So anyway he asks for a drink of water, so I go into the kitchen to get it, he drinks it really fast, and I then make it clear I am not interested in a magazine. Surprisingly, he doesn’t really pressure me anymore and quickly leaves. A few hours later I realize my Playstation game Jet Moto that was on the floor is gone. I never found it again. Bastard.
Why do you need an apron to make Chex Mix?
To avoid getting mix on his piglet?