Odessa 086
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I haven't been in UK for more than a week with my shiny brand new visa and already I got involved with the police! No, it's not what you might think...
I was alone in the house yesterday, see. Sometime around 1pm, there was a knock on the door and I went to see who it is only to find this short...stocky...40ish y/o guy with a brick of a folder in his hands. Here's how the conversation went. WORD-FOR-WORD. I kid you not.
Guy: Hi, I've been here last week and I was wondering if I can interest you in...*shows me some leaflet*
Me: Sorry, I wasn't here last week.
Guy: Really? Where were you?
Me: Croatia.
Guy: Oh right.
Me: Yeah. And no one told me anything about your visit last week so I don't know what this is about, I'm afraid.
Guy: So, you're Croatian?
Me: Yeah.
Guy: And no one's around?
Me: No, everyone's at work. They should be back sometime around 6 so you might wanna drop by then and speak to someone else.
Guy: Ok, well, what are you up to?
Me: *slightly puzzled* Well...I've been doing some ironing and cleaning up and now I'll see what else I can do.
Guy: Wow, your husband must be very lucky to have you.
Me: *laughing nervously* Yeeaah...
Guy: What will you be up to now?
Me: Well as I said, I'll find something else to do. I'm home all day so I gotta do something.
Guy: *laughing* Well, you could invite me in and we could...make love.
Me: *pretty freaked out now, laughing* Ahahaha...haha, uhm, I think I'll pass on that!
Guy: You're not into sex?
Me: *still laughing nervously* Haha, no...
Guy: *laughs* What about your husband, he's not into sex either?
Me: I'm sorry, this is getting too personal now.
Guy: You sure you don't want me to come in? We could find something to do if you're bored...
Me: No, I'm very busy and I have to go now.
Guy: *laughs again* Well ok, have a nice day!
Me: Yeah, you too...
And I closed and locked the door.
WTF. So later on, we called the police and they said they take this sort of stuff very seriously and they'll be coming over to have a chat with me, get a description and ask me some questions. Also, that they don't get many people like this around here so this is pretty suspicious, and that he was supposed to introduce himself etc etc...
Honestly, we don't have door-to-door salesmen in Croatia so I had no idea who this twat was, for all I knew when we started "chatting", he might have been someone who knew mum or dad. As it turns out, he wasn't. I was sporting a big f***-off knife attached to my belt for the rest of the day, whenever I went out for a cigarette. I still do.
So - how do you deal with people you don't know coming to your door?
I know I'm just gonna pretend I'm not around from now on!
I was alone in the house yesterday, see. Sometime around 1pm, there was a knock on the door and I went to see who it is only to find this short...stocky...40ish y/o guy with a brick of a folder in his hands. Here's how the conversation went. WORD-FOR-WORD. I kid you not.
Guy: Hi, I've been here last week and I was wondering if I can interest you in...*shows me some leaflet*
Me: Sorry, I wasn't here last week.
Guy: Really? Where were you?
Me: Croatia.
Guy: Oh right.
Me: Yeah. And no one told me anything about your visit last week so I don't know what this is about, I'm afraid.
Guy: So, you're Croatian?
Me: Yeah.
Guy: And no one's around?
Me: No, everyone's at work. They should be back sometime around 6 so you might wanna drop by then and speak to someone else.
Guy: Ok, well, what are you up to?
Me: *slightly puzzled* Well...I've been doing some ironing and cleaning up and now I'll see what else I can do.
Guy: Wow, your husband must be very lucky to have you.
Me: *laughing nervously* Yeeaah...
Guy: What will you be up to now?
Me: Well as I said, I'll find something else to do. I'm home all day so I gotta do something.
Guy: *laughing* Well, you could invite me in and we could...make love.
Me: *pretty freaked out now, laughing* Ahahaha...haha, uhm, I think I'll pass on that!
Guy: You're not into sex?
Me: *still laughing nervously* Haha, no...
Guy: *laughs* What about your husband, he's not into sex either?
Me: I'm sorry, this is getting too personal now.
Guy: You sure you don't want me to come in? We could find something to do if you're bored...
Me: No, I'm very busy and I have to go now.
Guy: *laughs again* Well ok, have a nice day!
Me: Yeah, you too...
And I closed and locked the door.
WTF. So later on, we called the police and they said they take this sort of stuff very seriously and they'll be coming over to have a chat with me, get a description and ask me some questions. Also, that they don't get many people like this around here so this is pretty suspicious, and that he was supposed to introduce himself etc etc...
Honestly, we don't have door-to-door salesmen in Croatia so I had no idea who this twat was, for all I knew when we started "chatting", he might have been someone who knew mum or dad. As it turns out, he wasn't. I was sporting a big f***-off knife attached to my belt for the rest of the day, whenever I went out for a cigarette. I still do.
So - how do you deal with people you don't know coming to your door?
I know I'm just gonna pretend I'm not around from now on!