Wanna Buy Stuff?

I'm laying on my couch half comatose and hear a knock on my front door. The front door is not something I can access since I have been working on EBAY. I have some how crammed every bit of my free boxes and potential million dollar sales in the corner. My reasoning is rational of course, I mean, it's winter and I have to block the cold air coming into the house without my storm door attached. So you see my dilemma.

I slowly got up and headed over to the side door (which happened to have the outside light on to clue people in that this was the door to solicit at). I open it to no one but hear a bunch of yelling from the big running SUV on the street. It went something like this.

" - little girls name I couldn't understand- GO TO THE SIDE DOOR!"
"HUH?"
"GO TO THE SIDE DOOR!"
"WHAT?!"
"GO TO THE SIDE DOOR!!!"
"WHERE?"
"THE S I D E D O O R!"

So this little honey bumkin in about 5th grade maybe arrives at my side door with order forms in hand. 'Oh great.' I just got done buying 10 boxes of Girl Scout Cookies from my niece. 10 boxes. 10 fricken boxes people. Yea, Jacque had to meet the challenge my sister set when she bought 10 boxes for my other niece. What am I going to do with 10 more boxes of crap I SO won't ever eat by myself??

I came up with a plan...I don't want to have to tell her I won't buy anything so I decide to ask her a few questions. If she answers the questions, I will buy something. Simple right? I was almost grabbing the purse because I was so sure it was a done deal.

Think again.
'Hi, here.' She hands me an assortment of order forms and books.
'So, what are you selling tonight?'
'I don't know really.'
'Are you selling them for a group, club or school?'
'School.'
'Why are you selling them for school?'
'I'm really not sure.'
'Well, could you win something? Gifts, money or a trip?'
'Yea it's for a trip.'
Thinking I'm getting somewhere I'm excited, 'So where are you hoping to win a trip to?'
'I don't know. I think it's a surprise maybe.' (Who doesn't know what they can win??)
'It looks like your selling T-shirts and candles. Does that sound right?'
'Oh, I didn't know. I guess so.'
'Have you been selling this stuff long?'
'A while, mostly it's been my mom.'
'I'm sorry honey but it doesn't look like you have anything I need tonight. Good luck winning your trip.'

She looks at me confused. Says thanks and runs off.

So maybe it's my delirious mind from being sick but if a kid comes to my door to sell something that I don't need they should at least know what they are selling, what they are selling it for and don't mention that you mom does all the work for you.

To her credit, she did come to my door which does totally suck. I remember doing it myself but I never not knew what I was doing there.

My head hurts.