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Rehan
Nov 8th, 2007, 02:51 PM
Man, what is it with these door to door people?! :confused:

Yesterday, a couple of real estate agents came to the door and asked if I was the owner of the home. And just now, a Rogers sales person came and the first thing she said was "Hi, are your mom or dad at home?". Is it because I act immature or something? Sheesh!

(After we got past the "I'm the homeowner" part, the Rogers sales girl didn't really have anything to sell me... We don't use cable/satellite, I have TekSavvy for $30/month, and Bell home phone with 5 features for $35/month. I should've given her an RFD sticker so she could get in on deals, too. ;) )

weedb0y
Nov 8th, 2007, 02:52 PM
She was trying to pick you up! Silly!

B40
Nov 8th, 2007, 03:04 PM
http://smiliesftw.com/x/hellothar.gif

thelefteyeguy
Nov 8th, 2007, 03:05 PM
im still waiting for my stickers...:cheesygri

jk...



did you check your horoscope too? perhaps someone will fall on your lap too ^_^

deep
Nov 8th, 2007, 03:07 PM
The correct answer, of course, is "Yes, they are home, and they'd LOVE to speak with you."


Then close the door.

nsr250
Nov 8th, 2007, 03:12 PM
Or the correct answer is to invite her into your home and take pictures of her. Then post it here.

CSAgent
Nov 8th, 2007, 03:13 PM
Or the correct answer is to invite her into your home and take pictures of her. Then post it here.

rofl lmao

blainehamilton
Nov 8th, 2007, 03:15 PM
Lol. The proper response would be:

Sounds like I might be interested. Would you like to come inside, take off all your clothes, and talk about it?

EH100501AC
Nov 8th, 2007, 03:20 PM
Or start crying and be like they just got into a horrible accident yesterday. Keep crying and she will feel sorry for you and then give you pity sex.

Alvito
Nov 8th, 2007, 03:27 PM
i get the opposite. people think i am the home owner. probably because i grow a massive beard.

CSAgent
Nov 8th, 2007, 03:35 PM
Or start crying and be like they just got into a horrible accident yesterday. Keep crying and she will feel sorry for you and then give you pity sex.

Someone's been watching too much pr0n...:lol:

thelefteyeguy
Nov 8th, 2007, 03:40 PM
i get the opposite. people think i am the home owner. probably because i grow a massive beard.

arent you too busy with projects to open the door :confused:

Avant_Garde
Nov 8th, 2007, 04:34 PM
You should've been like "hang on, I'll go get my mom" close the door and see how long they'll stand and wait.

B40
Nov 8th, 2007, 04:37 PM
You should've been like "hang on, I'll go get my mom" close the door and see how long they'll stand and wait.

Sucks on RFD on reading comprehension.

Immortal
Nov 8th, 2007, 04:37 PM
Tell them one second. Go in, put some make up on, a wig and a lady's dress.

Then come out with a high pitched voice and go, 'Ah yesss, I hear you're looking for me. I'm the lay-dee of the house hold. How may I help you?'

LegiT
Nov 8th, 2007, 04:38 PM
Sucks on RFD on reading comprehension.

Irony?

B40
Nov 8th, 2007, 04:52 PM
Irony?

Ya I can't read good.

prying eyes
Nov 8th, 2007, 05:04 PM
Ya I can't read good.
Yes, he's right...I can vouch for that.... (for reading only pls... ;) )

Spray
Nov 8th, 2007, 05:18 PM
Do what I always do.

Tell them to come inside, take off their shoes, and head downstairs to the freezer.

Sheky
Nov 8th, 2007, 05:34 PM
Or the correct answer is to invite her into your home and take scantily clad pictures of her. Then post it here.

You're welcome.

Rehan
Nov 8th, 2007, 05:36 PM
Boy, this thread went downhill fast!

bionicbadger
Nov 8th, 2007, 06:04 PM
Whenever strange people come to my door or call on the phone and start into some sales/donation pitch I just interrupt them and ask them if they are going to ask me for money. This usually puts them off guard and they answer yes, in which case I tell them I'm not interested/can't help them, have a nice day, goodbye.

B40
Nov 8th, 2007, 06:32 PM
Boy, this thread went downhill fast!

I remember I was hammering on a fence in the backyard when my dad approached me. He was carrying a letter or something in his hand, and he looked worried. I continued to hammer as he came toward me. "Son," he said, "why are you hammering on that fence? It already has plenty of nails in it." "Oh, I'm not using nails," I replied. "I'm just hammering." With that, I returned to my hammering. Dad asked me to stop hammering, as he had some news. I did stop hammering, but first I got a couple more hammers in, and this seemed to make Dad mad. "I said, stop hammering!" he yelled. I think he felt bad for yelling at me, especially since it looked like he had bad news. "Look," he said, "you can hammer later, but first--" Well, I didn't even wait to hear the rest. As soon as I heard "You can hammer," that's what I started doing. Hammering away, happy as an old hammer hog. Dad tried to physically stop me from hammering by inserting a small log of some sort between my hammer and the fence. But I just kept on hammering, 'cause that's the way I am when I get that hammer going. Then, he just grabbed my arm and and made me stop. "I'm afraid I have some news for you," he said. I swear, what I did next was not hammering. I was just letting the hammer swing lazily at arm's length, and maybe it tapped the fence once or twice, but that's all. That apparently didn't make any difference whatsoever to Dad, because he just grabbed my hammer out of my hand and flung it across the field. And when I saw my hammer flying helplessly through the air like that I just couldn't take it. I burst out crying, I admit it. And I ran to the house, as fast as my legs could take me. "Son, come back!" yelled Dad. "What about your hammer?!" But I could not have cared less about hammering at that point. I ran into the house and flung myself onto my bed, pounding the bed with my fists. I pounded and pounded, until finally, behind me, I heard a voice. "As long as you're pounding, why not use this?" I turned, and it was Dad, holding a brand-new solid-gold hammer. I quickly wiped the tears from my eyes and ran to Dad's outstretched arms. But suddenly, he jumped out of the way, and I went sailing through the second-story window behind him. Whenever I hear about a kid getting in trouble with the drugs, I like to tell them this story.

YnD
Nov 8th, 2007, 06:38 PM
Whenever strange people come to my door or call on the phone and start into some sales/donation pitch I just interrupt them and ask them if they are going to ask me for money. This usually puts them off guard and they answer yes, in which case I tell them I'm not interested/can't help them, have a nice day, goodbye.

They shouldn't be put off guard. They just can't sell.

aimfox
Nov 8th, 2007, 08:32 PM
Sounds more like, I am going to get into your house.

hover42
Nov 8th, 2007, 08:42 PM
Whenever a salesperson knocks on my door or calls me up at home and says something like "Hi, how are you?", I always answer:"Are you selling a service or an item?". They usually answer honestly. At which point I politely answer: "I don't wish to be bothered at home. Thank you." And, I hang up or close the door.

It's brief, polite, to the point, and unequivocal.

tet8suo
Nov 8th, 2007, 08:44 PM
Boy, this thread went downhill fast!
Are you going to lock your own thread :D
j/k

Yucko
Nov 8th, 2007, 09:56 PM
Great story Hansel

B40
Nov 8th, 2007, 11:20 PM
Great story Hansel

Indeed.