100 Years even with the rudeness

This is the brand new Girl Scout Cookie, Savannah Smiles.  These yummy lemony delights are in honor of the 100th birthday of Girl Scouts. 

I don't know how long Girl Scout's have been selling cookies, but after one rude customer I was ready to call it quits.

We walked our entire neighborhood and everyone answered the door and smiled at Buttercup and listened to her little spiel.  Not everyone purchased cookies, but they were all polite and kind.  We were equally polite and kind in return.

I like the state of "Polite and Kindness".  I think I want to live the rest of my life surrounded in its aura.  It's a good feeling.

The last house we visited was the big huge house behind our own.  The couple are of a different nationality with a heavy accent.  That has nothing to do with her behavior.  Her husband is a nice guy.

We rang the doorbell and waited.  A curtain was raised in an adjoining window and the woman's face peered through, taking us in.

She swung the door open violently and asked in an angry voice, "What happened?"  Then she looked us over and in a split second screamed, 'I don't want anything." and then slammed the door in our face.

She didn't even give us a chance to say, "Hello".  

I'm her freaking neighbor.  Our backyards touch and we see each other on the rare occasion when she comes out of the house.  What a bitch.

Buttercup was a little shocked.  "I guess she didn't want any cookies."

"No, she wasn't very nice about it." I responded.

And so, losing that "polite and kind" feeling, I dragged Buttercup through the bitch's yard, pushing my way through the nicely cut bushes and into my own yard.  I think I might have tramped something along the way.  I don't think the Girl Scouts would have approved my behavior.  Oh well....I don't approve of the Bitch's behavior either.

Comments

[mark]

We totally support our behaviour in response to that kind of treatment. That's just a small taste of karmic payback, she's lucky you didn't do more.

[Far Side of Fifty]

I guess I would have gifted her with a box of cookies..better yet give a box to her husband..:)

[johng]

Can't you throw some hen sh*t over her fence?

[Pamela]

hmmmmmmm..... next time the 'husband' is outside ask him if he wants to buy some cookies.