I am sitting here on a rainy Saturday in late January and the doorbell has rung twice this afternoon. And, if you know my crazy ass dog, Bridget, you will know that the doorbell ringing is cause for total chaos.
The people behind the door?
The first time was a little boy who was selling homemade oatmeal cookie mixes to help pay for his piano lessons.
The second time were a bunch of little girls trying to sell decorative pens.
Are you kidding me?
I'm all for a lemonade stand and I guess it is admirable to some extent to go door to door and sell your wares but, there is something about it that bugged me. Perhaps if mommy and daddy can't pay for piano lessons then maybe little Jimmy needs to forgo piano lessons for awhile. Oh, gasp! You mean, we have to live within our means and maybe not do exactly as the Jones' next door are doing? Oh, the horrors.
Come on people. Your children are not going to die and do poorly in school because you had to let go of piano lessons.
Instead of pimping your children to go door to door how about you step off the merry-go-round that this society is so accustomed to riding and teach your kids that maybe we simply can't afford piano lessons right now. They'll live.
Meanwhile, STOP RINGING MY DOORBELL!
Ok, that is just creepy! To pay for his piano lessons?! EW!
Posted by: Sarah | Thursday, February 02, 2012 at 11:04 AM
Hey Sis,
I got the same kid, cute little guy, rang my door as well. LOL
He said that he was selling this stuff because he needed money for Piano Lessons, I was really surprised. I just turned it around on the kid. I asked if his parents might be interested in the 1959 piano I'd like to sell. Otherwise, I politely told him to go to your house and ring the door bell because their dog will bark like crazy!!! LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL
Posted by: Mike | Friday, February 03, 2012 at 08:09 PM