Knocks at the door 7 at night. I answer with a towel only, fresh from the shower, as the knocks are pretty frantic.
Century link again?! Fuck!!! No thank you. Door closing Wait wait!!!!
What?! I said no!? Can you come in? Sure.... I've had a few drinks and am about to light a doobie.
Put the clipboard down I say. Have a seat. Would you like a beer? No? How about a puff? No? Lemme grab a seat.
Towel falls to my waist and you continue with your pitch.. I tell you to drop the attempt, I ain't buying shit and I want you to watch me get myself off I say. No thanks, you say as you grab your clipboard and head for the door.
I say you'll be back. And you will. Please reconsider my offer.....