Holy crap!!!
Earlier this evening, a man knocked on my apartment door wearing a Fed-Ex jacket and hat, so naturally I assumed that he worked for Fed-Ex. I opened the door and I got creepy vibes from him from the get-go. He said that he was with a family owned auto-shop and he said that they were having a special on check-ups and oil changes.
So I thought to myself, " Mikie and I DO need to get our van checked", and I asked him for a business card. He replies with this answer, " I actually can't give you a business card, but I can give you a sales pitch. the only catch is that I you get me a glass of water when I'm done".
By this time, I'm just thinking " Holy crap, I'm going to die. Jake is still at school, and nobody will hear me scream if this guy gets inside". So I slowly closed the door behind me so that he couldn't get into our house and so that we would both be in the open, and I told him that he was making me uncomfortable and that I don't think we would be requiring his services. He then tried to legitimize himself by "knocking" on my neighbors door with the same amount of force that would be exerted by an infant. He told me that "he's talked to everyone in this complex, so they all know my face". Eff that dude, you are creepy and lying!!!
So I told him that he should probably go because we wouldn't be interested if he couldn't provide a business card OR phone number. He said alright and jokingly said " Well that was a sales pitch gone wrong". Eff you biotch!!! As soon as he was far enough for me to shut the door safely, I slammed that bitch and dead bolted the crap out of it. I called 911 and reported a suspicious person. I'm so scared right now and Jake is out playing poker! If I die anytime soon, which seems very possible, I want my family to know that I love them, and all of my possessions go to Donny!!!
I'm so fearful!!!!!!!!! But Aaron is making me feel better, so yeah.
So I thought to myself, " Mikie and I DO need to get our van checked", and I asked him for a business card. He replies with this answer, " I actually can't give you a business card, but I can give you a sales pitch. the only catch is that I you get me a glass of water when I'm done".
By this time, I'm just thinking " Holy crap, I'm going to die. Jake is still at school, and nobody will hear me scream if this guy gets inside". So I slowly closed the door behind me so that he couldn't get into our house and so that we would both be in the open, and I told him that he was making me uncomfortable and that I don't think we would be requiring his services. He then tried to legitimize himself by "knocking" on my neighbors door with the same amount of force that would be exerted by an infant. He told me that "he's talked to everyone in this complex, so they all know my face". Eff that dude, you are creepy and lying!!!
So I told him that he should probably go because we wouldn't be interested if he couldn't provide a business card OR phone number. He said alright and jokingly said " Well that was a sales pitch gone wrong". Eff you biotch!!! As soon as he was far enough for me to shut the door safely, I slammed that bitch and dead bolted the crap out of it. I called 911 and reported a suspicious person. I'm so scared right now and Jake is out playing poker! If I die anytime soon, which seems very possible, I want my family to know that I love them, and all of my possessions go to Donny!!!
I'm so fearful!!!!!!!!! But Aaron is making me feel better, so yeah.