Early this afternoon I heard someone outside our house singing really loudly. Through the window I saw a black guy came up onto the porch and rang the bell, still singing. I asked Lanse to please get it this time since I was still in my pajamas. On the way to the bathroom, I heard him open the door, then "HEEEEEEEEEEEEY, BIG GUY!" Lanse said, "We're not interested," and shut the door while the guy was mid-sentence.
I came out and asked, "What was he selling?"
"It was the cleanser guy. He had a bottle of something pink."
Scary thought #1: He was excited, but mostly quiet and well-mannered yesterday. He was (from audio only) very loud and exuberant today. I'm becoming quite confident that I don't ever want to drink that cleanser.
Scary thought #2: He was here yesterday. I sent him away. He came back.
Scary thought #3: He was here yesterday, and thought I was alone in the house. He came back.
Maybe it's time to get a peep hole in the door.
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Uhhhh yeah don't like any of those points you made....maybe a big dog...to go with the cats :)
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