Thursday, February 26, 2009
Dear Portly Old Religious Guys Who Knocked At My Door,
Firstly, let me explain my outfit, I'd been yoga-ing* in that tank top and yoga pants and I wasn't expeccting company - I do apologize for the excessive decolletage (although I didn't appreciate your staring).Secondly, I apologize for the "oh, I'm in the middle of........ a phone call" (followed by pointing to my tv???) excuse when you asked if, with all the problems in the world, I wanted to talk about whether or not there really was a God**. I wasn't expecting missionaries on my doorstep or I would have come up with a better, or at least slightly more believable excuse.
Lastly, I'm ever so sorry if you heard my exclamation of "for Christ's sake!" right after I shut my front door on you. It's been quite a while since I've had to deal with religion on my doorstep.
I'll try to be more prepared (and dressed) next time you stop by.
See you soon!
me
*yes, yoga-ing, I DO live in California now
** I'm guessing yor answer would have been a big old yes.
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3 comment(s):
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I'm of the belief that people who come to your house to sell you religion should also carry cotton candy.
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wow! I love everything about your blog!
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I can not stand when religious groups try to recruit a congregation by going door to door. I pretend I am not home.
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