I have a big no soliciting sign on my door, when sales people knock anyway I make it a point to waste as much of their time as I can and not buy anything.
I have a big no soliciting sign on my door, when sales people knock anyway I make it a point to waste as much of their time as I can and not buy anything.
We live in a building with restricted access, but when any schmo could knock on my door, those peddling religion were told to “get fucked.”
Justification: It’s about the most arrogant thing possible to assume you know the “correct” answer to what you believe is the most important question in the world and my answer was wrong.
Also, the correct answer is I don’t give a damn leave me alone.
As I understand it, the cults that send people door to door do it because they know people will be assholes to them. When you spend all day getting told to fuck off for what you genuinely see as trying to improve their lives, it reaffirms the cult’s stance that everyone else is irredeemably ignorant and evil.
I make a point to be wholly kind and welcoming, upfront about my paganistic practice and my satisfaction with it, and if possible engage them in some of the more philosophical ideals that Jesus reportedly championed. I’m not out here to abuse them for their demagogue, I’m not here to test their faith, I’m here to make sure they don’t get heat stroke in those starched collars.
You right but it’s not my job to enlighten people. I’m rude to anyone that knocks on my door without an invitation. You’ve made my dogs bark and interrupted my day. Usually woken me up because I’m always up late.
The local JW’s descend on my neighbourhood like a flock of sundress wearing seagulls. All these women in matching flowy floral dresses hop out of their van and an old dude in a boat hat directs them around with fliers and Bibles. They’re at my door on Saturday morning at 8am. I told them I’m not interested the first time. The second time, I told them I’m going to go off at them if they wake me up again, it’s rude and I don’t want to hear anything they have to say.
The third time they came around I told them to shove their Bibles up their fucking cunts. They still woke me up the fourth time because I sleep with my window open, but they didn’t knock on my door again.
I fucking hate them, and I’m not going to change their mind even if I follow your approach. I grew up in an abusive religious household and there’s no getting through to them. They have a superiority complex about their beliefs and think they’re better than you for being a non believer. Having that conversation with them just fuels the narcissism. I’ve tried with family members as an adult and it has literally never gone anywhere except for a snarky “I’ll pray for you” when the conversation ends.