I often thought what I might do or say when Jehovah's Witnesses finally came to my door. I live in urban Chicago, so I had until now been imune because of security at appartments (FYI, the vast majority of urban Chicago is completely unaddressed by the ministry work. Laughable.) But I recently bought a house and I now have a front door.
I love a good debate and had planned on giving 'em hell. To no avail...two elderly women showed up at the front door with a memorial invitation. For the first time every I got to be the one to say "No thanks."
It felt a bit surreal, to be honest, but good.