Jehovas witnesses
When I was younger I stayed with my Grandad on a saturday and there was a constant string of Jehovas witnesses at the door. My Grandad being [mostly] too polite and loved everyone didn't have the heart to turn them away so he invited them in made them a cup of tea and sat and listened to the same wank everytime. Me being a bored child, sick of these strangers in my Grandads house decided I would never invite these people in when I got older.

When I was about 14 or 15 I was home alone and there was a knocking on the door. I looked out of the window because the only people that come to the front door are sales people and I couldn't be arsed with the whole 'How old are you?' 'Are your parents in?' fiasco and it was pretty routine to just not answer the door if it was a salesman. It wasn't a salesman but it was two old ladies with leaflets. This was my time to shine!!!!
Today was a particularly warm day so I had the window open, but just to make sure they noticed me when I looked out I opened window wider and slammed it shut loudly and sat back down. They walked to the window started tapping on it and waving their leaflets around and smiling nicely.
I wasnt going to fall for their sweet old lady twoddle and I wan't quite so polite as my Grandad so I sat there all casual and cool like and waved back.
They thought I was going to the door so walked back over to it. About a minute later they came back to the window looking a bit puzzled that I was still sat there. So I smiled and pretended to get up and they walked back over to the door. When I was out of sight, I sat back down.
The process happened a couple more times and eventually they went.

I laughed my tits off after they had gone and I think I was more proud than anything in the world at that time because I had managed to keep my cool.
(limon, Fri 20 Mar 2009, 21:16, Reply)