About an hour ago, I had the pleasure of being called a “weirdo.” He’s the story… A salesman on an old-school segway stopped by my house yesterday. He rang the door while I was working so I didn’t answer. He came back today and rang the doorbell again. I see it is him through our Ring Video doorbell. I yell, “Not interested.” He continues to stand there… I say again, “Not interested.” I say it four more times and continue to stand there. A few minutes later, my wife comes to the door. He begins his little sales script, and I say 4 more times. “Not interested” Finally, my wife says, “We’re good, thank you.” After my wife closes the door, he stands there waving and says goodbye. As he is rolling down my driveway, he says, “Ya weirdo.” Here’s the thing…I’m not happy about this. I was sitting in line picking up my kids from school. As I return to our subdivision, I see him outside of a neighbor's house. I asked for a business card or his name, and he refused to give it to me. Crazy, right?