If you come to my door during the day, and I’m here alone, or with my children, and I don’t know you (and you aren’t UPS with my wine shipment,) I’m probably NOT going to open up my door for you. Sorry. And, if you act all shitty about it, you better believe I’m going to tell every neighbor I know not to use your lawn maintenance services. Asshole.
And, here’s another good little piece of advice for you, if you do decide to go door to door trying to sell something or promote your business, you might want to clean up just a tad. Scary, dirty men are not going to get much business during the middle of day, during the week, from knocking on random doors. You must not have a wife.
We get the odd salesman out here, and I do not answer the door for any of them. I mostly try and not go to the door at all, but if Avery beats me to it (the doorbell rings and she’s off like a shot!) I usually just say no thanks through the glass… There have been a couple of times, with super pushy ones, where I have lied and said I didn’t have a key or the baby is crying and ran… However, the key fib doesn’t work so well with Avery, either. I’ve used that one and had her jumping up and down yelling “YES, YOU DO, MOMMY! I SEE IT! IT’S WIGHT DEWE IN DA WOCK!”
Anyway, this dude today acted like a total jackass about it. He looked at me like he was shocked and then gave me the little “Aww, come on” look, so I said, again, “Sorry. Not interested.” He really looked like he was about to fly off the handle and was pissed. I seriously thought he was going to cuss me out. For not opening MY door for him. I’m in my house, I’m home alone, it’s my choice to make. I don’t even need to make an excuse, I have the right to not open my damn door for whoever I please. And, seriously, half the people that come by look scary. I don’t get it… But, dude, whoever you are, you can bet your sweet, dirty ass that I will tell every mom out here of your behavior and you won’t get any business from this neighborhood. So, there!