yeah, the throwing water thing is cruel, but if some group kept coming to my door and waking me up (more than twice) I would keep a bucket handy thereafter.
cruel, but so is being woken &*#^$^(*@ up.
yeah, the throwing water thing is cruel, but if some group kept coming to my door and waking me up (more than twice) I would keep a bucket handy thereafter.
cruel, but so is being woken &*#^$^(*@ up.
Ya know, I get the not wanting to be woken up thing. Fuck, I live in Utah, I get it all the time. But the throwing water on them in winter is just fucked up. Seriously, wtf??
I believe you Dottie and you have my support




It makes me REALLY nervous when people I don't expect knock on my door. I don't answer. I hide. It's kinda pathetic really.
I get hangover headache if you wake me up during a certain point in my sleep cycle. Would I do it if there was a blizzard outside or it was below freezing? no-- but would I do it if it was 40 degrees or above? Yes. Depends on how bad my hangover headache was that third time (and if I'd given them significant warning beforehand-- say in the form of a sign, "Evangelicals may expect a bucket of water hereafter because you keep ^&#%* waking me up.") It's not like I'd try to be sneaky about it. Maybe that third time I'd even show them the bucket of water, and slowly chuck it at them to give them time to move out of the way. Then say, "That's your warning. Next time we'll be playing the more speedy version." <-- and in this case it wouldn't matter how many degrees it was outside. warning is warning.
Personally, if I don't know you, then you have no business knocking on my door. I'd feel a bit differently if occasionally I got George Clooney doing a cold-call door-to-door visit, but it doesn't happen like that, does it?



If you don't want to deal with them, why answer the freakin door?
It's not like they WANT to go door to door, and deal with obnoxious or cruel people. It's a requirement of their church. I give them a lot of credit, because I can't imagine anything harder to do. I had a friend who was Jehovah's Witness, and she used to cry and throw up before every trip out, because she knew someone would be horrible, throw things at her, or curse at her...but her faith was strong enough that she was determined to go through with it.
I tend to just be polite. I tell them my beliefs, that I'ms trong in it, and I have invited them in for drinks/food.
USually then they don't bother to stop by again.





my most recent JW incident was when i had the door open sunning the place and i couldn't escape because my son was playing by the door ... bah!
they started in on me but didn't realise that i knew more of the bible than they did. they floundered when i started pointing out inconsistencies and showing how anyone can twist the bible to suit their purpose.
i asked them if they could be absolutely certain they could trust a mere human(s) with transcribing the 'word', and whether there was any possibility that those men, subject to every human temptation, didn't twist it just a little bit to suit the agendas of the day?
:crickets:
then i say, of god's greatest gifts is free will - and i exercise mine in not attending church or pushing it down anyone else's throats.
thank you. good day madam.
Uh, I used to have to go door to door (as a Jehovah's Witness, or J-dub as I call it). *shudder* I'm a little bitter now, I say I got out of the cult and have no intention of being brainwashed back into it.
"I will not be just a tourist in the world of images, just watching images passing by which I cannot live in, make love to, possess as permanent sources of joy and ecstasy. -Anais Nin"
Have offered them alcohol, have tried the "no thank you".
What finally worked was saying to them after their spiel of "have you heard the word of the Lord today?" was saying "no, But have you heard the word of the Lord and Lady today?" If not come in and I'll teach you a simple protection spell, while you call the circle.
they haven't bothered me in years.
[SIGPIC][/SIGPIC]
"I'm gonna have a drink and walk around, I got a lot to think about, oh yeah"---Concrete Blonde





As a former JW I have to say: JWs don't believe in a hell and would never say someone was going to hell.
That said, I was a JW the first 21 years of my life. The year after I left, I started stripping. Typical.
I clocked in many hours doing door-to-door.i can't believe I used to do it.
With JW, I usually tell them I've already bought their literature, read it, and recycled it, but I have some pahmplets about the Lutheran religion, and if they'd care to make a contribution, I'd gladly share them.
With the LDS, it's important to not let them control the conversation. The missionaries have a "sales pitch" memorized that uses "pick and choose" verses from the Bible taken out of context. For instance, one of their proofs that there are three levels of Heaven is the quotation "In my Father's house there are many mansions." (John 14:2)
Here's the quotation in context: 1"Do not let your hearts be troubled. Trust in God[a]; trust also in me. 2In my Father's house are many rooms; if it were not so, I would have told you. I am going there to prepare a place for you. 3And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come back and take you to be with me that you also may be where I am. 4You know the way to the place where I am going."
5Thomas said to him, "Lord, we don't know where you are going, so how can we know the way?"
6Jesus answered, "I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me. 7If you really knew me, you would know[b] my Father as well. From now on, you do know him and have seen him."
You see? The passage has absolutely nothing to do with there being three levels of heaven.
So, if you MUST get into conversations with the missionaries, keep a Bible handy, look up every quotation they throw at you, read it to them in context, and then ask, "I don't think this means what you think it means."
Then, I pull out my copy of Luther's Small Catechism and start teaching them about the Apostle's Creed (which they have never heard of) and the Ten Commandments. (What does this mean ... This is most certainly true.) Usually they leave not far into this. As they go, I invite them to stop in for church on Sunday.
It is difficult to deal with these missionaries because they are so pushy. But they are under immense social pressure to go on a mission, so I have to feel a little sorry for them.





Some Douchebag: "[Pimp C] 12:43 am: its true we got to stick together the black people on SW CK you is teh condoleeza of SW"
ok i dont want the thread to get locked so lets go off of the religious debate of the topic, and just stick to good old fashioned counter tactics for all door to door people and general funny stories. shit i should have put this in member boards....lol.





Most everyone is nice to their grandmother. That says little about one's character. How you treat people you don't have to be nice to, or when it doesn't "matter" how you treat them speaks volumes.
EDIT: For funny stories...
In Robin William's Live On Broadway he says to answer the door naked. "Have you found Jesus?" "No, let's go find him!"
Yeah, more funny stories about treating people poorly!
Stat: I love Live on Broadway. LOVE.
I believe you Dottie and you have my support




Haven't personally experienced it, but, I recall seeing a sign on storage building type door that said: "If you TRULY believe in eternal life, disregard No Trespassing sign and enter premises". For residents, try substituting "disregard No Soliciting sign and knock/ring doorbell", and see what that results you get from that.![]()




These days I just answer the door/phone when I am not expecting someone with 'is it REALLY important'... usually I have a crying baby on one hip and a kid running around asking a million questions (because they always come/ring at dinner time fuckers), and if it ISNT important and they actually try and convince me it is, they get the wrath of Flickie. Which is much scarier than the wrath of their god to me. Because as far as I am concerned whatever you are selling if it was really important to me,I would already have bought it, including a religion that makes you do something as stupid as door to door sales.
Throwing a bucket of water on someone is rude, but so is talking shit on my doorstep when i have asked you to leave.
[SIGPIC][/SIGPIC]





<nerd legal rant>
Proselytizing can certainly be done in a way that's rude, obnoxious, and worthy of some verbal retort, but throwing a bucket of water on someone isn't "rude," it's illegal. I'm not an expert but I believe that would go beyond assault and into the the realm of battery. The intent to hurt them then distinguishes between the tort of battery and criminal battery.
</nerd legal rant>



The last time someone rang my doorbell in the name of religion I was in my kitchen thinking about how I wanted to find a church to take my daughter to for Easter Sunday. it was a baptist church from down the street inviting us to come join their service. of course i was thrilled because it was an immediate answer to my request. we attended, became members,Iwas baptized and we have been there ever since.
God teaches me and gives me the strength to Grow Up. The Bible is a holy manuscript that exposes all aspects of human kind. As with most things of power there is the chance of corruption. We in being given our Free Will have the choice to live our lives in such a way as to benefit others or not.
Personally in seeing the presence of God in my life I have never been happier. But then, I have seen life come into this world and leave it. In my opinion no manifestation of God is more obvious than the first breath of life or the last. And that is the terrible beauty that the Bible preaches.



Not forgetting that all human cultures engage in some form of it. and that most of the teachings are the same.
things like do onto others..
as a man thinketh so it shall be..
love your neighbor..
etc. etc..
seems like good stuff to me. encouraging people to think beyond what they know. and to be kinder to yourself and others. ...





I remember one Easter when I was 14 or so, we found a dead rabbit on our back porch. Don't know how it got there, but we had plenty of cats at the time, including one we called "the Machine", because anything he wasn't eating or fucking, he was killing, or at least trying to.
The following Friday, my older brother was over with his fiancee, and the doorbell rings, and wouldn't you know its the JW's, two fortyish women in a station wagon. After about thirty seconds, my brother, noticing "the Machine" was on the porch taking his afternoon nap, interrupted them and told them that we didn't need converting, but the cat might, considering that he killed the Easter Bunny. Then he closed the door.
They just stared at the cat for a moment and then left.
Former SCJ now in rehab.
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