Well, let me just start by saying" It wasn't my fault" .....
As I'm driving home, this fella down the street with a spray bottle and a cloth hanging out of his back pocket (you allll know the one) is slowly making his way from a neighbor's home towards our street , so I hurry in and close the garage. I remembered him from last year, he was here once again to sell me cleaning products, well actually just one ( its one of them 15 in one thingamabobs) So I proceed to go from room to room telling anyone that might hear the doorbell and answer it, that they were to (very nicely ) say that their mom/sister/daughter is simply not interested, no matter how unbelievable this product is ( which I knew was his schpiel from last year, "Its not simply incredible, its otherworldly" ect.....) so as I lay on my bed trying to pray this migraine away before we had to leave in the next 20 minutes (yes, you know right where I'm headed) here comes Chels, followed very closely by Syd, proclaiming very excitedly how awesome this stuff is and how this guy just cleaned of our ancient (their words) door knob and it now looks " Brand Spankin New" and they had the " I just know that that will make you jump right up and sprint to the door to purchase this "miracle concoction" look!!" To which I said "I'm sure its perfectly good, but "I DO~ NOT~ WANT~ IT"!! Well, that did it then, they must have decided right then and there that it was their Obligation, no, their very DUTY, to get me to see the light, because then they sent in the "Big Gun" ... MOM.. (who by the way was now on a First name basis with the fella, and knows all about his upbringing and kin, that we may, or may not be related to...) "Leah , your not going to believe this stuff, its this..... and the guy is so....... and its good for this......... and that and you should see what he said........" so at the end of that~~~~ I bought it.
We arrived home from church about an hour ago and the girls (whom by the way I forgot to ask that they let me very gently tell Chris) were going on and on about this most awesomus stuff and how we hadn't had the chance to use it yet, but that they were just certain that they saved me from making a "Huge Mistake" by not letting this stuff get away, to which he innocently asks" Oh, and how much was it honey?" then Syd ( GO oooooo D love her....) says" it was only
$70... (as I'm seeing it all happen so quickly, but I slow motion all at the same time... Ya know what I mean??) I'm like SYYYYYDDDDNEYYYYY, NOOOOOOOO.. But it was to late...
It has now been well over an hour and he has just now been able to walk away, shoulders slumped, head down, crept off into the bedroom realizing that, yes , it is in fact true... I spent $ 70 dollars on cleaning stuff, and I'm not even sure if it really works.... The one thing I do know for sure is" that vein, you know, the one just over his right eye, yeah, that one, it really does need to be looked at, and the sooner the better...Amen
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Sucker, that is all I will say.
~Kathleen
I used to lay on the floor so he couldn't see me through the window. He was earth shakingly handsome & I knew if I opened the door, I was a goner. So I send my sympathy...love to my girls!
Sandy
hey mcallen! you can always say, i hav to ask my husband. wether its true or not it seems to work. how ya been. been missin ya around these parts, you know our other space. o'vanderveer
I won't rip on you because, I too, own the remarkable stuff that I have NEVER used.
Better luck next time.
I myself am not one to tollerate the whole "come to my home and bother me with your amazing products". I do not care if you have a new product that will turn a blood, oil or ink stained shirt into a snowy whilte miracle. My thought is I do not come to your home and ask if your medical bills are paid or if you want to start a payment plan so don't bother me with your new scented trash bags or window cleaner that is so powerful birds that all over the country will mistake it for the clear blue sky. Frankly I don't want a window cleaner that causes me to have to bag up a bunch of dead birds with broken necks because they didn't realize a window was there. I have been a door to door magazine salesman, I have been the phone calling telemarketer bothering you while you are trying to enjoy your mac n cheese and even then I knew that I was evil. Basically I quite those jobs very quickly, call me crazy but I didn't want people to hate me more than Osama Bin Laden just because I bothered them at home with the newest color of bathroom toilet deoterizer.
I put a no solicitying sign on my door and if for some reason that isn't enough of a deterent for them then I let them see my psychotic face when I am enterupted from my eating my hamburger helper or watching my favotrie show (they get the hint quickly and never come back).
Those are my ramblings for the day so I will leave you with this thought. If someone comes to your house promising the latest miricles in home products, just let them know that the miricle will be if they can get off the property without losing a major bodily funtion.
Micah little bro McPeterminnson.
Ahhh he will get over it, while you are cleaning........LOL
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