go tell it on the mountain…

One weekend on our way out the door, a white man and two black women came to our door to preach the word of God to us. I politely told them we were heading out and really didn’t have time to talk. A few times since then, I’ve seen the same man, but every time he’s with different women, all black. Three Saturdays in a row now, we’ve actually been here when they’ve been walking up and down our street, which can only mean to me that our street is full of people who need to be saved. Two weeks ago, I just didn’t answer the door, last week they skipped our house (maybe they saw us running around the house in our underwear). But, this week they popped in again. I cracked the door, stuck my head out, saw the white man at the end of our driveway and knew what the neatly dressed black women were doing knocking at my door. I absolutely hate being rude to these people. In the South you’re just nice to everybody, whether you like them or not. But, as a Southerner, I think you grow up with some sort of instinct to know when people really like you, and when they are bluffing. So, once they began their marketing campaign, I simply said, “I’m sorry. I’m just not interested. Could you please not come to my house again?” Was that rude? What’s the proper way to deal with uninvited guests?

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