They're Coming For Me!

I just went outside to move the car and I spied with my little eyes members of the Kingdom Hall making their way to my front door. Why, oh, why, do they keep knocking on my door? I thought telling them "I'm Catholic" would scare them away forever. Not so...they continue to want to welcome me into their faith as they insist I read their literature. But, here's the thing, I have actually read some of it and I don't agree! I've told them this too, but yet, they still continue to knock. I've tried being nice but now I've just decided to "hide out!"

My mom and dad have long told stories of the Mormons recruiting in our neighborhood years and years ago. That was when my sister was a little girl. They also took the "hide out" approach, even going as far as hiding in the closet, so the story goes! It was entertainment and great fun as my sister held her tiny finger to her lips and whispered "shhhhhh, mormons soutside, mommy. Mormons soutside."

I do admire the tenacity of these religious warriors, but, I wish that I could somehow mark my door in such a way (like Gandalf in "The Hobbit") to let them know I've already made up my mind on this topic. I suppose though, that eventually, I may have to take up residence in my closet!

Oy!