Jehovah wasn’t Cantonese, I don’t think.
Ok, I have nothing against Jehovah’s witnesses. I really don’t. I respect their right to worship whoever they want. I don’t really have a problem with them going door to door like a encyclopedia sales people either.
Let me try to explain something though. Going to sleep at 3am on a Friday night, and getting a visit (read: continuous door bells) from one of you guys at 8:30am doesn’t fall into the “pleasant category.” Especially when you insist that I speak Cantonese even though I’m giving you the “I don’t understand” face and body language. Also, just for the record, shoving your flyers/booklets into my door will not magically give me the ability to understand what you’re saying.
It’s a fine line being polite and rude and I believe that fine line is at 8:30am on a Saturday morning with less than 8 hours of sleep. I think at that particular moment, you could’ve been giving me a million dollars with the promise that Steve Jobs as my personal butler and my primary reaction would’ve been to slam the door in your face and feed your babies to the dogs.
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