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If our phone displays an unidentified number, it goes to the answering machine. Ditto "Out of area" or unfamiliar name. These crooks have tried to pull the occasional fast one. A call ID's as FOOD BANK NY -- again, going straight to the answering machine -- was an offer to give our home a free security system in exchange for putting the company's sign on our lawn. The latter would be particularly useless to us, because our co-op's garden is too crowded with foxgloves and the like already.
Honest to God, right as I finished the last paragraph, I received a call on my cell phone from "Heather from credit services," letting me know there was "no problem with my account but" -- well, I don't know what, because I hung up. It's bad enough that they call on the landline, but the cell phone is worse because there's no way I can block them. (I have an old school flip phone which probably looked way impressive in 1997.) Our landline can block only 30 numbers at a time, so I'm constantly deleting old numbers to add new ones. Consider it a hobby.
Those calls are bad enough, but at least I can kind of avoid them. What I've been facing this summer, though -- and every summer for the last several years -- are earnest young people working for earnest young causes. They're all different, yet the pitch is always done the same way. A man and woman stand about 15 yards apart, facing each other as if recreating the climax of a 1940s western. They're fresh-faced, wear bright clean t-shirts advertising their cause, and always hold petitions. And they always plant themselves on the busiest streets or outside grocery stores where you can't help but run into them.
|At least it keeps the tourists away.|
Other times I've seen both the men and women wearing pink t-shirts reading I AM A GIRL. Uh, no you're not, bub. I've Googled that phrase and came up with plan-international.org: "Plan's campaign to fight gender inequality, promote girls' rights and lift millions out of poverty." Well, that's a worthy thing, but guys wearing those t-shirts makes us think it's about folks with severe identity crises.
|Because there's nothing like a house party|
to save the world.
Here's a good way to promote girls' rights: teach your daughters to be strong and independent. Be a good parent. Listen to them. And while you're at it, tell them not to get in my way when I'm carrying three bags of groceries.