wahhhh door to door rudeness

Quite right too, he did not ask you for a recipe or try to engage you in conversation upon the relative merits of puppies vice those of kittens. Know your limits!

*Although seriously, it says a hell of a lot about poor sods who are forced to work commision only.

You should have invited him in and introduced him to google earth, then let your husband make the dicision weither to clip him round the ear or thump him on the nose.

?

I haaaaate it when they just assume you're married/married to a man. It makes me want to hurt them.

I'd said no ever so nicely too lol. my husband was a bit more direct (not rude though)

Good plan. What a cheeky sod!

You should have told him that you didn't have a husband, but if he wanted to speak to your lesbian life partner he was more than welcome to.

Do they do the Greek Islands too?

Bloody hell the pilot must be busy.

Then who would i get to go to the door? one of the chickens? (actually that might be amusing in a very wrong way)

You might think you're being funny but that's a blatently Henophobic statement which just isn't acceptable in this day and age.

badaboom tish -jazz hands-

I'd have said

"Oh I know but I've been such a good little wife this week he has unlocked me from the kitchen sink and said I'm allowed to make the next decision that pops up. Too bad it was your crumby visit that I've had to waste the decision on. I was kind of hoping for something Earth-shattering. Now pop home because I expect your Mummy has your tea ready for you."

I spent a few minutes chortling the other day when i realised i'd done the reverse of this... a young lad (very young) came to our door to try to sell us a telephone package. and i said "i'm sorry, my husband isn't in. you'd need to speak to him about things like this."

in fairness, h is a voice engineer. and i did later blind the poor lad with science when he tried to sell us a broadband package, and i asked him if they did local loop unbundling at the exchange because we need the fastest connection possible short of getting a leased line. at least he was honest enough to ask me what one of those was, bless him.

i was only trying to be nice because i'd thought he might be a mormon and i've never met one before (or yet).

You want to get yourself to Harborne next month Moomoo - I've been invited to a Mormon wedding! Actually - and I don't mean this in a horrible way because the bride is wonderful and I love her to bits but she's blind, her BM is also blind and so are the Groom and the Best Man. And three of them will be using their guide dogs on the day.

I mean, you don't get invited to a wedding like that very often do you?!

I usually get asked if my mum or dad are in. I'm 31!

Love it! but it might be a bit of a big jump - from no mormons to lots. perhaps if i could meet someone who was just a bit mormon-ish and build up from there?

the answer is that i have to keep being nice to young men in suits until i meet some mormons, and then my curiosity will be satisfied. and i think it's a good policy to have generally, although i think it confuses h ?

A man came to our door this week trying to sell us the local paper.

He started to talk and then suddenly asked if I was the home owner, I said 'yes', to which he cracked up, I kept asking what was so funny, but he couldn't speak for laughing and kept just say 'sorry, I just thought . .. oh don't worry, sorry, laugh laugh laugh' I eventually told him we weren't interested and he went next door still laughing.

I had friend round at the time and made them check me over in case one of my boobs was showing or if I had a beetle on my shoulder- but they couldn't find anything especially wrong with me.