So the other day after picking up my son from kindergarten, we were home just for about an hour or so before we were out again to fetch my daughter from school. Usually during this one hour, I would be finishing up any chores, helping my son with snacks or catching up on my reading/online learning.
Then I heard the dreaded knock on the door and let me tell you something, one of my pet peeves is door knockers.
Whatever their reason may be, one common trait they have is their relentlessness. In my experience, it is the easiest to turn away people offering up services because I could say I’m not interested. But it becomes a bit difficult when the person in question is skillful at tugging at your heart.
So the person who knocked on my door was someone from a cancer foundation. Let me make it clear, I am not against anyone asking for donation for whatever cause that they are passionate about. What I don’t like is the method.
Knocked on my door.
Standing on my porch, exchanging pleasantries and proceeded to asking if I know anyone with cancer. Answered yes and then bombarded with a series of anecdotes of her cause. Inserted too lots of information about my neighbours who have also gone onboard with her because ‘they are all excellent people, multi-cultural and are just nice!’, a fact I don’t agree with 100% ( I’ve seen what people do around here!).
People here are generally nice but I don’t think you could automatically categorise someone as ’nice’ just because they give you money.
End of Volume I. To be continued…