Wednesday, June 27, 2007

I am a HORRIBLE Person

OK, so today at work I passed out.

Nothing too terrible, I stood up, got dizzy and BOOM!

I was out for about 4 seconds and talked like a drunk on painkillers for another 10 or 20 seconds.

I went to Urgent Care and they think it's my BP meds. Not a big deal, talk with my real doc when I can tomorrow.

So after all this at 8:30 tonight there is a knock at the door. It's the little girl from college my wife ran off the other day trying to give us some spiel on "Study Guides."

The wife can't get rid of her and the girl is trying to come in, so I step in.

"Look," I say, "we can't. We have two little ones and the dogs are worked up. We are not available and will not be."

"Well sir, you don't have to buy anything."

"No, we're not interested." I reply.

"But sir this is for college credit. I get credit just for explaining this to you."

"No," I say.

"So you won't even listen to what I have to say so I can get college credit? You don't want to help me get college credit?"

"No," I say.

"Sir, did you ever go to college?"

"No, I reply," obviously irritated by this point.

"Well then, maybe that's why you don't understand." At this point she attempts to move toward the door and show me the "Study Guides."

WRONG MOVE.

"Look," I say sharply, "Let me explain it for you. NO! NOW LEAVE!" Just in case she forgot where her car was parked, I pointed the way out for her.

"Sir, I just have to say, you are the coolest dad I met all day."

"Brought it on yourself," was my reply as I slammed the door on her.

Anyone else think I was evil for telling a pretentious JERK that I didn't want to listen to her CRAP?

Not that it matters. I'm pretty sure I will sleep OK tonight.

3 comments:

Jenny said...

Worst salesperson ever.

On the other thing though, I hear you. I've passed out all over Texas, including once when I passed out at the Vet's office and when I woke up I was topless with 2 emergency techs, the whole waiting room and several dogs staring down at me.

Balabusta in Blue Jeans said...

I've had a couple of run-ins with that kind of thing. And no, you can't be nice, because they are trained to keep pushing no matter what.

Coming to your door, or calling your phone number, does not entitle someone to your time. Or anything else. Basic fact o' urban life.

COLLEGEGIRL said...

BUT...it was for COLLEGE credit...
Geez, you just don't get it, coolest dad ever...