What really Chaps my Ass

So here is what really chaps my ass....
straglers, rompers, beggers, whatever you want to call them.
We have all seen them, we pull in our neighborhood and you see a neighbor standing outside their door like they would rather be shot than standing there listening to these two goons go on for the next 15-30 minutes about only GOD knows what. You go inside, close the blinds and try to avoid them. Somehow they just don't care. Let me go ahead and tell you now, if you selling something I'm not buying it, if your preaching something don't bother. My father is a preacher and if I haven't heard it from him I'm sure I can ask him on my own dam time.
So tonight two half witted looking young men knock on my door. No, normally I dont answer unexpected knocks. However the knock sounded familiar (yes I know, 'how the hell do you know a familiar knock from an unfamiliar' trust me I do). So I open the door and say YES? and the first thing out of their mouths are "Are you the lady of teh house?" My first response wants to be, well you saw me walk in the house with my 7 year old daughter and unload groceries from my car so What the hell do you think dimwit? But because my daughter is in the kitchen I refrain from being mouthy. I look at them and simple state I am busy with homework and they start stuttering something and I slam my door.
First thought is these two young men were probably going to ask me to contribute to some stupid fucking fund that they have created for idiotic people to believe in them. Help put them through college or send them to a summer camp. Well HELL NO, no one helped me when I needed money for college, I never got to go on Spring Break, or for that matter even have a Senior Trip. If I would have known then what I know now "which is some people are just fucking gullible" I would have been out in every neighborhood I knew knocking on doors making up some sad sob story just so I could get money. Yes, do some of these children have good intentions? Yes I think some do, I know a few church children that didn't come from the best of families and the only way for them to get money to go on a church trip would be to ask. I just find humor that kids these days get to knock on doors and ask for contributions and the fucked up part, is it works for about 80% of them. I am just like REally What the hell? What happened to good ole earned money. The 60 seconds these boys were standing at my door stuttering and mumbling they could have been flipping a hamburger, making a taco, or for crying out loud bussing some dam tables. Hell you could have been making probably $6.00 an hour instead of standing in my doorway irritating the hell out of me and getting not jack shit from me.Go get a job kids. I had to get a job when I was 16, if I wanted a car, I paid for it, If i wanted designer clothes, guess what I had to pay for it. I have been working since I was 16 and anything that I really wanted that was nice, I had to get. So I could go on for hours about the rompers, the stragglers, the beggers, but I'll end with this. Don't knock on my door, because one day I will unleash hell on one of you and you are going to wish you hadn't knocked on my door. On that note, I will be getting a Peep Hole put in this weekend. LOL