Mar 18, 2007 20:42
Dee was mystified at my reaction to her story of the preacher who woke her up. I had to explain that she need not get defensive, that my anger was not directed at her, but rather at the whole idea of door-to-door direct solicitation (a topic I know I've talked about here before). She didn't open the door to him and told him to go away. He left a magazine anyway. Turned out he was a JW.
Look, it's you fucking assholes who accuse me of recruiting. Yet you won't find me knocking on your door at 9 AM on a Saturday morning asking if you wouldn't be interested in converting to non-heterosexuality or leaving literature on the joys of anal sex or information on how to schedule an in-home play session to enlighten you in the ways of BDSM. You don't see me claiming my reality as a truth you should be living by. Why am I never home when you come calling so I can give you a piece of my mind?
(I was torn between angry Bender and doughy Christ for the icon for this post.)
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