A few minutes ago I was lounging on the living room floor, nursing a sleepy Snowflake when all of a sudden The Chidler starts going really berserk. I'm thinking someone is walking their dog on the sidewalk.
Tap Tap Tap Tap From an unfamiliar place. Someone is knocking on the door inside of my screen porch that looks right into the living room where I'm currently splayed out half topless. God! They must have seen what I'm doing. No one in their right mind would walk onto the enclosed porch and knock on the interior door.
I quick get up pull down my shirt and see two dark shapes standing on the other side of this all glass door. I turn on the red exit light that serves as the porch light and find two well dressed young men. Yeah, you know the ones.
I motion through the glass pointing for them to go to the regular door. They nod, obligingly. Sticking my head out the back door as one of them pops into the entrance I ask if I can help them. I'm a little pissed and feel slightly exposed.
"We're from the Church of Jesus Chri..." he says as I cut him off and say,
"Thanks, but I'm not interested", shutting the door.
I have lived here 12 years and no one has ever knocked on that door. It just freaked me out a little, I guess. Never say never or ever.
2 comments:
Sucks that they scared you.
But at least they were hot, right? Those Mormon missionaries are ALWAYS hot. Is it the suits, the good hair cuts, or the fact that they are hot for Jesus? No matter what it is...I have always loved them!
(Is that bad of me to say??)
Definitely not! They're usually very hot and a hot guy is a hot guy, no matter what. What do I know...at this point I should REALLY start considering the convent!
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