Father Time
This kid came over the other day selling books for $38.00.
I answered the door when he knocked and we talked for a second and he then said, “Is your mom home?”
I really had to think about this. My mom? She doesn’t live here. Oh, the mom of this house. I replied after some major thinking, “I am the mom.”
He proceeded to tell me what he was selling and why and blah blah blah. I was like can I just give you some money to get the heck out of here. As I was going to get my money he asked, “So how old are you? Twenty-two?”
When is this going to end? Some of you may consider this a blessing. But I am getting kind of tired of being thought of as a teenager with a child. I have been 17 for the last nine years.
October 4th, 2006 at 7:36 am
You just need to quit answering your door and get a big “no soliciting” sign on your front door like that girl who has book club at her house. 🙂
October 4th, 2006 at 8:28 am
I know. I keep thinking about it, but of course it has to be designed beautifully and I don’t want to take the time yet.