It's happened 3 times in two months- two were within a week of each other.
They're always very polite, and i totally respect and understand why they do it.
However, we're humanists. We don't believe in gods and won't until there is significant evidence to sugest otherwise. Every time they call, i just say 'no thank you, we're humanists' and close the door. But they call at the worst time (10am on a saturday morning when we're [embarrassingly] still in our pyjamas). I've also recently lost a cousin (he was 30, an only child, married with a toddler and had suffered with leukemia for 5 years) so i'm not really in the mood to be discussing the existence God, as i'd like to give him a piece of my mind if i could!
The fact thats it's happened so often sugests to me that they're not going to stop any time soon. Is there any way to change this? If i asked them to stop calling at our house, would they oblige? It's a different person every time, so i'm not sure the message would get passed on. Could i contact the local Kingdom Hall and ask them that way?
I'm not really sure what the protocol is- can anyone help?
Paganism seems to scare them a bit, I've only had 3 visits in 8 years and the last one consisted of a very timid looking lady trying to stumble over a verse about sinning, I replied with "that's nice" really wanted to say " I could put a spell on you that'll turn you into a frog ! " but I didn't.
Move to a poorer area. I used to live in nicer areas, we had them all the time. Since I moved to an ex-council house, I've had one visit in 10 years. (Perceived) Poor people are obviously of no interest to God.
My friend had them call on her a few months ago. She very calmly told them that if she had become a JW her son wouldnt be alive now. When they asked her why she told them about the umpteen heart operations and blood transfusions her son had had and then closed the door on them. I used to have a couple who called who discovered that Wilf was deaf and used BSL they asked if they could call again with their deaf friend and i said yes but that i wouldnt be discussing religion with them. They called for several years. They used to leave their books which always went in the bin when they had gone.
I've been blacklisted at two different addresses. One using a version of the maths equation MrsBucketxx mentions. I asked them how they could bear to have children as it statistically reduced their chances of heaven. The second time I put down to an indepth discussion about Leviticus and a few pointed questions about shellfish eating habits.
I knew that degree in religious studies would come in handy eventually.
we used to have them coming rounf for about 2 years. I always told them I wasn't interested but after a few weeks another pair would turn up on the doorstep. I was moaning about this to dh once when the doorbell rang and I knew it would be them . Told dh not to answer, just pretend to be out, but he said it was fine, he'd talk to them.
Heard him invite them in jovially and then just his voice pretty much for an hour, kept hearing "the Virgin Mary". Dh is a lawyer, a Jesuit school boy and totally Catholic. I don'tthink they knew what hit them . Saw them back out the door after an hour or so, dh was still talking the entire time, something about St. Augustine. They never came back
I had forgotten how irritating they could be. They have started coming to my house every few months. I found a good solution I just laugh in their faces - I hadn't realised that some people get very offended when you laugh at them I don't think they will come back
Haven't seen any since th time they knocked on the door when I'd just fallen asleep on the sofa having been up all night with a poorly baby (poorly baby was safe asleep in her pram, BTW, not on the sofa with me ). I wasn't rude but was very <ahem> direct about how annoyed I was. Haven't seen 'em since and the poorly baby is now almost 5
My DSis found wishing them a merry Christmas and hoping that Santa Claus had been good to them was a very successful deterrent - she didn't actually mean to be rude about their beliefs, but they had called at her house on Christmas Day and she thought they were friends who were due to arrive and she couldn't quite engage her brain before she opened her mouth.
No, honestly, that's what my sister did say! The knock came at the front door and we hadn't unlocked it yet. So, as my sister was unlocking it, she was calling through 'You're not getting in unless you're Santa Claus!', thinking it was our friends. She then opened the door to see two very serious young men in suits standing there, who gave her some guff about finding God in our lives. So my sister, who was a little embarrassed about shouting through the door at them (and might have been on the sherry a little already ) said 'No thanks, we're not interested. But happy Christmas anyway!' She closed the door then quite literally slid down it, laughing hysterically at herself.