I got a knock on my front window this morning, which I thought was weird because I’ve got a doorbell. The cats and I head to the front room and through the blinds I could see a young woman in a dress modest enough for my late great-grandmother, so I already knew it could only be church people.
I answered but didn’t open the security door (because stranger danger), and the man instantly and spiritedly begins his “Hi! we’re from the Presbyterian church, do you have a moment to talk about…”But he didn’t get to finish because I cut him off with a blunt “I’m an Atheist and I’m not interested.” The guy replied with a sad “oh…. ok.” Could I have been Nicer? Maybe.
In hindsight, I kind of wish I had listened to their sales pitch since they’re the first proselytizers we’ve had while living in this apartment. But at that moment I was just thinking about how I deal with these people on Twitter almost daily and I wasn’t in the mood for a debate. My boyfriend was disappointed that he missed them because he’s been eagerly waiting for this moment, he probably would have been disappointed anyway, they didn’t seem like the type of people that would debate.
If there’s a next time I think I’ll let them waste their time trying, maybe if I take up all their time it’ll save someone else from being brainwashed.