Soooo.
I'm a tiny bit of a sucker when it comes to people that come to my door . . .
. . .to show me something . . .
. . .to show me something . . .
. . .like an alarm system . . .
. . .or cookie dough . . .
. . .or those darn missionaries . . .
I feed them every time!
. . .or cookie dough . . .
. . .or those darn missionaries . . .
I feed them every time!
And I have to be honest.
It never works out in my favor.
Ever.
Like I should take the hint, right.
Wrong.
It never works out in my favor.
Ever.
Like I should take the hint, right.
Wrong.
Tonight was no different.
"We'll clean your carpet in this front room!"
"We have to get 10 more before we can go home."
"You don't have to buy anything . . ."
"We have to get 10 more before we can go home."
"You don't have to buy anything . . ."
Sure, come in.
I told you, I'm a sucker . . .
However, I did call my neighbor so she knew that some strange man was in my home.
It sounded better in my head, really.
Besides, she fell for it too . . .
It sounded better in my head, really.
Besides, she fell for it too . . .
So, in he comes.
His company rhymes with 'Firby'.
And he's selling vacuums.
Really? People still do that?
His company rhymes with 'Firby'.
And he's selling vacuums.
Really? People still do that?
Well, first, he spends like an hour (no, seriously) showing me all the dirt he can get out of my carpet.
Okay, I get it.
My vacuum sucks.
Pun intended.
Child #1 is done with quiet time.
Okay, I get it.
My vacuum sucks.
Pun intended.
Child #1 is done with quiet time.
Then he spends another half hour showing me all the attachments.
Child #2: awake.
Luckily, my sweetie walks in after a long day at the office.
He gives me the look.
The "did you seriously do this again???" look.
One hour passes.
It is now 5:15.
My kids are hungry.
Spence and I have said no to the $1800 (that's right--eighteen hundred dollars) hunk of metal in my living room.
Like 100 times.
No, I'm not kidding.
Child #2: awake.
Luckily, my sweetie walks in after a long day at the office.
He gives me the look.
The "did you seriously do this again???" look.
One hour passes.
It is now 5:15.
My kids are hungry.
Spence and I have said no to the $1800 (that's right--eighteen hundred dollars) hunk of metal in my living room.
Like 100 times.
No, I'm not kidding.
After one more sales pitch
(about a totally unrelated product)
they finally leave.
(about a totally unrelated product)
they finally leave.
Three minutes later.
Ring ring.
It's my neighbor.
Ring ring.
It's my neighbor.
"So you bought one, eh??"
"What???"
"The 'boss' (who was just at my house) just came over and told us you guys bought one."
I don't think he realized we were friends.
"What???"
"The 'boss' (who was just at my house) just came over and told us you guys bought one."
I don't think he realized we were friends.
She hung up the phone.
Called him out.
Kicked him out.
And I peeked out the window to see the scary white van leave our once peaceful street.
Called him out.
Kicked him out.
And I peeked out the window to see the scary white van leave our once peaceful street.
*My neighbor later told me that her salesman mentioned that one of the guys on route was an ex-con. They had to be back in Thornton by 7 so he could call his parole officer.*
Okay really?
Lesson learned.
Lesson learned.
12 comments:
Oh Jordan. You're a girl of my heart. I'm a total sucker too and it drives Zack CRAZY! Like I find myself nodding along to infomercials. "yes...I DO need a shaver for between toes..." I've had to learn too. Over and over and over.
That particular company is pretty ridiculous!!! They were at our house for almost 2 hours. UGH!!!
I don't think I'll ever answer my door again. We've had that company come to our house before and talk about a PAIN! There have got to be better jobs for these people.
I seriously can't believe you let a strange guy in your house when you were alone! I don't even answer my door if I don't know who it is!
Ok, so print out your cute "No solicitors" sign and put it on your door...? Even if you do get tempted to open the door, then you don't even have to say something, just point to the sign.
OR-for the next Super Saturday to Enrichment, someone should design a cute paint-y deal saying, "Dixon family. Est. 2002 and NO SOLICITORS!" :)
yeah, you're not the only one. I didn't post about it because I felt too dumb. They came at 8 pm to "clean carpets in one room" and didn't leve until 11:30 pm! I was practically laying on the floor sleeping while they were still trying to convince me to buy this stupid thing. They finally had me down to $900 and I still wouldn't budge. I could tell they were peeved. But not as much as I was! Holy cow. I was so ticked off. Not only that, but I got an earfull from Aaron for letting them come in when he wasn't home. I guess I'm too trusting.
So, you're not alone. We learned our lessons, right?
Lol, that's a great story. Although I am ashamed, I have to admit I did that once for three days just after my mission...needless to say I quit because it took me that long to see everything you just described! Better luck next time!
You seriously crack me up! Remind me when my kids need to sell something for school to come to your house.
At least you got "vac the family room" off your list for the day. You could have done it in like 2 minutes, but whatever.
That exact same thing happened to me, except my husband is the sucker!
soooo creepy!
I have had that happened to me too. Watch out for the other guys from Rainbow. Kirby is by far the worse though.
I guess it gives us something to laugh about later. :)
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