Dear Girl Scout

Dear Girl Scout who came to my door,

Your annoying friend who came with you lost you some good business when he rang the doorbell SIX times and then immediately pounded on the glass window next to the door.

I thought for sure there was a policeman standing out there trying to bust throug the door. Yet, it was just a dumb kid standing there laughing when I peeked, a little uncertain of who I might see, through the curtain.

If you have to apologize for him being “extra crazy,” when I answer the door, don’t let him tag along!

Yours truly,
Always a girl scout cookie buyer

PS, I totally meant to glare at him when I told you I wasn’t interested. He was definitely old enough to know better.

Guess I’ll have to buy from the second Girl Scout to come to my door. This is not how I normally roll.