#172 – Solicitors
…and they got me before I could shut my door! These folks had somehow managed to slip inside my apartment building–I blame one of the old farts next door, considering they’ll let anyone in if it means getting a visitor–and were now slithering their way from door to door with their fake smiles, big clipboards, and fancy talk. Yes, I’m happy with my Internet service provider. No, I don’t want to hear about Verizon and how I’ll get free back rubs if I sign up at this very moment. I let the woman tell me her speech, then politely shut the door on her, and (for the first time in many a-times) locked myself safely inside. Blasted solicitors interrupted my game of Puzzle Quest: Challenge of the Warlords. Grr!