I was going to post this on CS, but I think it would've gone downhill quickly, so I'm erring on the side of caution
This isn't a rant about any specific religion, per se, it's more against those who share the word despite it being blatantly obvious they aren't necessarily welcome.
Example: Today is the ONLY day I get to sleep in this week. I've been getting up at 4 am on weekdays, 5 am on weekends to get into to work on time, and today is the first day I have off. I'm sleeping. There's a knock on my door. It's two women, who want to "show me the joy that is God"
I say no. And tell them to get off the apartment property, since it's very clearly and explicitly stated EVERYWHERE that there are no solicitors allowed anywhere in the apartment complex. Even if a girl scout lived here, she couldn't sell cookies door to door. Period, end of story. That's part of the draw for my signing a lease here in the first place. Blessed, peaceful existence in my little one room box on the corner, with only the occasional neighbor flare-up. And none of those fliers that get strewn everywhere for pizza, burgers, cable TV, church, better places to live, etc, etc, ad infinitum.
Upon my telling them there was no soliciting allowed, they respond by telling me that they aren't solicitors.
My response? "You're trying to sell me your religion, aren't you? Thus, soliciting, thus not adhering to the No Solicitation signs, thus, I get to call authorities on you. Yay me!"
"But we're not soliciting!"
"So, you think because you're trying to sell me on your God, you're above the rules? Right. Check. Gotcha. Whatever, go away."
I shut the door in their faces, and immediately called the leasing office, because, as per the lease I signed, I'm entitled to have the No Solicitation enforced to better enhance my living experience.
Except, now that I'm awake, I can't go back to sleep. Grr. Cranky.
This isn't a rant about any specific religion, per se, it's more against those who share the word despite it being blatantly obvious they aren't necessarily welcome.
Example: Today is the ONLY day I get to sleep in this week. I've been getting up at 4 am on weekdays, 5 am on weekends to get into to work on time, and today is the first day I have off. I'm sleeping. There's a knock on my door. It's two women, who want to "show me the joy that is God"
I say no. And tell them to get off the apartment property, since it's very clearly and explicitly stated EVERYWHERE that there are no solicitors allowed anywhere in the apartment complex. Even if a girl scout lived here, she couldn't sell cookies door to door. Period, end of story. That's part of the draw for my signing a lease here in the first place. Blessed, peaceful existence in my little one room box on the corner, with only the occasional neighbor flare-up. And none of those fliers that get strewn everywhere for pizza, burgers, cable TV, church, better places to live, etc, etc, ad infinitum.
Upon my telling them there was no soliciting allowed, they respond by telling me that they aren't solicitors.
My response? "You're trying to sell me your religion, aren't you? Thus, soliciting, thus not adhering to the No Solicitation signs, thus, I get to call authorities on you. Yay me!"
"But we're not soliciting!"
"So, you think because you're trying to sell me on your God, you're above the rules? Right. Check. Gotcha. Whatever, go away."
I shut the door in their faces, and immediately called the leasing office, because, as per the lease I signed, I'm entitled to have the No Solicitation enforced to better enhance my living experience.
Except, now that I'm awake, I can't go back to sleep. Grr. Cranky.
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