The memory of smoke

The memory of smoke

Sunday, September 29, 2013

What part of no did they not understand?

Knock on the door last evening. Two female mormon missionaries, pushy, unwilling to be politely rebuffed. I had no trouble after two polites to hand them a rude, then a midsentence slammed door.

I wasn't mad, but I wanted them to think I was, and finally swallow the NO.

No comments:

Post a Comment

I really don't want comments here. Deal.

Note: Only a member of this blog may post a comment.