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For those of you who are new to the exercise in verbal brilliance that is TharpSter.Org, it should go without saying that I’m no fan of door-to-door solicitation.
Just a few months ago a young fellow hocking pest control services while traversing my neighborhood on a self-balancing scooter immediately opened a sales pitch with Wifey by complimenting her Crocs (pronounced: ugliest piece of footwear known to mankind).
Aside from my automatic refusal to buy anything via door-to-door solicitation, save for a ‘No Soliciting’ sign, any lying, dog faced, pony soldier who thinks they’re going to liberate disposable income from my white knuckled grasp by using an opening salvo involving favorable words about an ugly pair of shoes needs to remount their battery powered butt mover and hit the pavement in search of opportunities elsewhere.
Any pest control services I need from this guy are met with his departure.
None the less, last night we installed a device at the door which will convey the message to would-be soliciting assailants that their efforts with us will be met with derision, sarcasm, mockery, and ultimate rejection.
