Just one of the wonderful perks of being married. I do NOT like door to door sales. I guess it used to work back when people didn't use the internet, or grocery stores, but I will not buy anything door to door. (unless it's girl scout cookies-they are THE BEST). I will not buy your magazine subscriptions to help you go to college, I will not buy your cable packages so you can get commission, and I will not buy any meat that you have in the back of your truck. I don't trust random people trying to sell me meat out of their truck. I don't think it's sanitary, and I don't know the last time you washed your hands. SORRY.
This afternoon I went outside to get the mail, and some guy ran up beside me and asked if I have ever heard of Ponderosa. I said yes - (there was a restaurant back home called Ponderosa SteakHouse), but I didn't realize it would lead into a discussion of him trying to sell me meat. He handed me a brochure and asked what types of meat my family typically eats. I should have said waterfowl and nothing else so that he would leave. Of course I am dumb and too nice, so I told him we typically eat chicken. He then ran to his truck and brought out a huge box of chicken. Inside were individual boxes of chicken (frozen) marinated in different sauces. He told me that I would get 72 pieces of chicken for $350, but since we're friends (um, NO we aren't), he would give it to me for $150. So then I asked him how much that costs per pound, and he just avoided it. Of course I am scrambling trying to think of anything to get him to leave me alone, so I simply said "Well, I am supposed to talk to my husband about big purchases like this one, so I will have to talk to him about it and I will give you a call if we decide to do it". Thanks to Jake for marrying me. I use this excuse ANYTIME someone comes to my door. Of course, I have to try to think of something else when it is a small purchase ( like dumb magazine subscriptions), and I usually say I don't read magazines (i know i am totally lying), and no one I know wants a magazine subscription. Last time I used that one I got the worst dirty look ever. I don't even remember what excuse I used to use. I am grateful I'll be able to use this one from now on :)
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Sick! Who in their right mind would sell meat out of their truck? Yuck, I would have told the guy to get a real job selling meat at the local market. Ok, probably not, but I would definitely be thinking it...
Mary, At first glance I thought the picture was the hole in your wall above the fireplace (you said you were going to post it) That has got to be one of the grossest pictures I've seen in a long time. We have people come all the time trying to sell us meat or wanting to cut down our trees (finally got rid of the dead pine tree-guy fell out of it when he was cutting it down) I guess that is just the sorry state of Michigan. I'm glad you married Jake too!
Hi Mary,
I was wondering if you'd mind me using an excerpt from one of your posts in a textbook of English that I'm working on and planning to self-publish in Czechia.
My email address is bees at uh dot cz. Please let me know how you'd feel about this. Thanks.
Milan, the Czech Republic
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