God Botherers

Well, we had some last Sunday and now we have another strain on our street - judging by their regularity here they must think the residents of Knox House Farm are easy-pickings.  Of course they never knock at my door - the sign I placed there years ago is simple but effective. It simply says "No Sales People or God Botherers".  They make it up the drive but see the sign and beat a hasty retreat.  In some ways it is a bit disappointing as I enjoy the banter with them but overall they are very dull people who probably had the wrong sort of toys when they were younger.

The Jehovah's Witness versions are the worst - they are almost always accompanied by children who would no doubt rather be at home with their PS2's or Barbie Hospital (blood donor ward).  When we lived back in Cumbria, we had JW's at our door on Christmas morning - they don't celebrate Christmas apparently. I took this as a massive affront to my privacy - the fact that anyone should disturb me on Christmas morning was bad enough but they came with the intention of preaching to me which is unforgivable.  Anyway, they didn't hang around long after I told them to fuck off.

What I don't understand is why they think they have to share their religion with people. I happen to like Rugby League but I don't go door-to-door to try and convert other people to it.  I like pork pies but I don't shove them down everyone throats. Just my own. Do they think they are doing society some sort of favour by pissing people off on a Sunday?  I wonder if they measure their conversion rate - how many converts do they get per hundred doors knocked? 

Anyway, I think it's cranky and weird and very old-fashioned.  I've nothing against religion or those who choose to go to church but I won't have varying versions of their religions rammed down my throat. Now, if it were pork pies.......

Alan