Door to Door in LA? = #Fail

Soooooo ... I'm just sitting here, in the living room editing this release form and yada yada ... and the door bell rings. This not being my house and all, since I just offset social media nerdness for living, I didn't want to answer it.

A minute or two goes by, and they start knocking. Like the Sheldon knock on The Big Bang Theory ... there is no effin way this guy is about to leave.

Penny ... Penny ... PennyI kindly ask, who is please? In my weirdest completely insane, or completely wee-tod-it, but either way don't fuck with me voice.

He indicated he was from this dry cleaner down the street ... soooooo I opened the door thinking someone in the house might have had a dry cleaning service. Open the door, and the guy goes into this pitch on why I should use his service. He was located at the end of the street and blah blah blah.

I stopped him, and said dude - I don't live here. I have no idea where you are saying this store is, because I don't know the area, nor do I have any real interest in learning ... that is what google maps is for.

He got a little tiffy miffy and said, well is the owner of the house home? I said, maybe! But either way, don't you think social media might be a better option than going door to door? For reals, it's 7:30 on a friggen Monday. I assure you, you are the last thing anyone in this neighborhood wants to deal with.

I told him all about Foursquare, and how location based social media works ... that he should get all up on the Twitter, and he can effectively hit this ENTIRE neighborhood and half of the town in the time it took him to make this ONE stop tonight.

He actually thanked me, and went on his way. Dude, who goes door to door in LA!? Like for reals?! I get that it's a recession and all, but get at least a LITTLE creative!!! The chicks from Troop Beverly Hills even did this whole Tina Turner thing, it was pretty hot. Take notes.