Does anyone here look forward to the arrival of doorstep proselytisers with eager anticipation?

Question

I sometimes think it might be fun to see what patter they come up with, but if they're around they never knock on my door.

Answer 1

In the country where I live now there aren't any, so I have to go back some ten years or more to my last encounter with one.

He was LDS. It was a hot summer day and I was living just off campus. A university town in Southern Ontario - this guy was always bound to have a hard time.

He was just a kid - maybe 19 - and sweating like a pig. I asked him if he wanted to come in and have a glass of water and, after giving furtive glances in all directions, he accepted. More than a little relieved.

I told him straight out that I wasn't interested, but we had a nice little talk. He had just come back from Utah and spoke of it like it was the Garden of Eden itself. He seemed like a good kid, but he had this eerie emptiness in his eyes - like he was wearing black-coloured contacts or something. He was a recent convert himself and wanted to give back to the LDS what they had given to him.

He started to get a bit restless - I guess he was keeping a schedule - and asked to go. He didn't leave me any literature or anything. He was quite respectful. But I left the encounter feeling sick to my stomach.

Please understand I respect Mormons. But it was those glassy eyes, that aroma of indocrination... It just seemed that something had been snuffed out of him. He had preserved his innate niceness, but there was something completely completely automatic and soulless about him that just made me shiver.

Still, he was a nice guy and I hope he's doing well, wherever he is now.

Answer 2

Indeed I do. It doesn't seem to happen much these days, but I can remember getting a fair share of them about seven years ago. At the time, I considered myself a Satanist in the finest tradition of Anton LaVey (I've since embraced atheism). Any time I had someone knock on my door wanting to tell me about how Jesus Christ died for my sins, I would respectfully listen and ask if I could tell them all the fine things that the Church of Satan had to offer. I wasn't trying to be a d*ck; I just wanted to get equal time. Never had any takers, though. These days, I imagine that wanting equal time to talk about atheism would turn them off even faster.

Answer 3

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Answer 4

Ah, perhaps the Holy Spirit knows it is best not to throw pearls before swine?

Please do not take offense. You are not swine, but if you are eager to reject their holy message, you need not waste their time as they hurry to find those who are sincerely seeking their message.

Answer 5

Only God knows the malicious joy that I feel, when proselytizing is immanent! And apparently, he is the only one able to forgive me this one sin.

I may have been reborn at night, but buddy, it wasn't last night!

Answer 6

No.

I look forward with eager anticipation for people like you to go to another category.

GOODBYE.

Answer 7

Yep

Answer 8

Yes, I find a little hand painted sign out on the street helps..."All doorstep proselytisers welcome" never fails.

Answer 9

yes, when im in a mood i love telling them im a witch and seeing the look on their faces. some try to "save" me and others run like hell.

Answer 10

Hehe...watch this:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vHt5USBMxkc