I ring the door bell. Nothing. I ring again. Nothing. I move on. The other pub says...yo holmes...someone at the door. I go back. Elderly lady: WUDAYA WANT??? Hmm. I have a tract for you to read. She glances..."YOU WOKE ME UP. STOP BRINGING THAT SHIT TO MY HOUSE. DAMN IT. YOU WOKE ME UP."
This sucks cause I only go out once to meet my 1hour quota...well...this is going to count for 10. damn goats.
wac - "of the wake up old ladies to bring 'em shit class" she is so right though