What exactly is it about solicitors and door-to-door salespeople we hate so much? Our neighborhood has developed a phone tree specifically for this purpose.
"Don't answer the door. Meat from a truck!"
I've actually seen that in a text. People get in a panic, the subdivision's Facebook page blows up with posts as curtains and blinds close simultaneously.
But be it a Girl Scout....
We don't care how fattening they are, we buy those boxes of cookies by the dozens.
People everywhere open their doors and wait for the Girl Scout to come by. We're all afraid she'll get tired and not come this far. What if she misses our house by accident? I'd better stand in the driveway, waving a dishrag just in case!!
I hope she brought two order forms, what if the first fills up and she leaves? Dear God, what if she doesn't come this year and we can't find one of their tables blocking the door to a grocery store?!?
Oh. Sorry. I was starting to break out in a sweat.
Did you know that you could freeze Girl Scout cookies? You can buy a box for every week, I mean month of the year and put them away to last until they sell again next year.
My favorite cookie? The Samoa, now known as a Caramel De-lite in some places, but it will always be a Samoa to me! A shortbread cookie covered in caramel that's blended with coconut and then drizzled in chocolate.
My family likes the Thin Mints because they hate coconut. The main problem with this? I have nobody to blame when they're all gone. Although, the upside is I don't have to share. It's a double-edged sword really.
My dream in life? Who needs a yule log (the food, not the wood) when they could invent this:
The lesson is, don't bother coming to my door unless you have an appointment, I called for your services, or you're in a Girl Scout uniform. Otherwise nobody in this neighborhood will answer the door!
Now if you'll excuse me, I have some cookies to defrost....
They were selling meat. From a truck. Not a business truck either, an old rusty pick-up truck.