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Right....She did not identify herself.....
So how do you know she was actually a census worker?
Because I decided to take the initiative and looked at her clipboard
Do none of you consider the fact that I am VISITING HERE??? AND that my Mother is at t.he hospital day and night with my sister and these freaks are pushing the limits of their power to such an extreme that they did not see the need to identify themselves, first and foremost.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1
Actually they will come to your house if you mailed it in too late or it gets lost in the mail.And just think, instead of shooting them, you could have just mailed in the form instead!
Better go buy some more bullets then!
My Mom DID mail in the form.
These people looked like they crawled out from under a rock, it was like I was in a special episode of deliverance
And they did NOT identify themselves, I am out in the real boonies here
Um.... They were not census workers. Do you not watch the news?
I heard on the news about 20 times, that they will not come to your house if you fill it out. And it is a scam if they do.
Or perhaps an over dramatization.The OP is a lie, IMO.
Or perhaps an over dramatization.The OP is a lie, IMO.
I'd like to hear the other side of the story.
Cool, maybe they'll stop fixing the roads and sidewalks in your mom's neighborhood.So yesterday, I was at my Mom's house, in the most socialist state of our country. Why I am here is irrelevant.
Anyway, this woman knocks on my Mom's door, and I was almost afraid to answer it because she looked like some sort of creek creature/methhead?????
I opened the door and she started grilling me immediately, "who are you,?" "Why are you here?" "wheres the woman of the house?" She did not identify herself,and I had to look at the clipboard she was carrying before I realized that she was a census worker aka redcoat.
I told her I was at my mothers house and I dont live here so I could not answer her questions. She persisted, and I said it it none of your damned buisness what I am doing here. She then told me that I MUST tell her. MUST.
I became quite enraged at this point and told her that my is mother at the hospital with her daughter who is undergoing a life threatening procedure. Then I told her to get out of my face.
In the next post I will tell you of my second encounter with said census worker AND her husband AKA another census worker, on the same property, the following day.
Needless to say, I am livid, considering what is happening to my sister and my families state of affairs
I have never said what I am about to say to anyone on this forum...BUT....
FUCK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Good grief. I think if you call the Census office they'll pull that bitch off the beat ASAP.
Right.So how do you know she was actually a census worker?
Because I decided to take the initiative and looked at her clipboard
Do none of you consider the fact that I am VISITING HERE??? AND that my Mother is at t.he hospital day and night with my sister and these freaks are pushing the limits of their power to such an extreme that they did not see the need to identify themselves, first and foremost.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1
And what makes you think her clipboard wasn't a fake?
If someone sketchy showed up at my door asking questions about who lives in the house and they did not show me an ID badge, I'd shut the door and report it to the police.
So yesterday, I was at my Mom's house, in the most socialist state of our country. Why I am here is irrelevant.
Anyway, this woman knocks on my Mom's door, and I was almost afraid to answer it because she looked like some sort of creek creature/methhead?????
I opened the door and she started grilling me immediately, "who are you,?" "Why are you here?" "wheres the woman of the house?" She did not identify herself,and I had to look at the clipboard she was carrying before I realized that she was a census worker aka redcoat.
I told her I was at my mothers house and I dont live here so I could not answer her questions. She persisted, and I said it it none of your damned buisness what I am doing here. She then told me that I MUST tell her. MUST.
I became quite enraged at this point and told her that my is mother at the hospital with her daughter who is undergoing a life threatening procedure. Then I told her to get out of my face.
In the next post I will tell you of my second encounter with said census worker AND her husband AKA another census worker, on the same property, the following day.
Needless to say, I am livid, considering what is happening to my sister and my families state of affairs
MOre anti government kooks., Just answer the damn questions, jesus christ.
Why do you hate america so much?
So yesterday, I was at my Mom's house, in the most socialist state of our country. Why I am here is irrelevant.
Anyway, this woman knocks on my Mom's door, and I was almost afraid to answer it because she looked like some sort of creek creature/methhead?????
I opened the door and she started grilling me immediately, "who are you,?" "Why are you here?" "wheres the woman of the house?" She did not identify herself,and I had to look at the clipboard she was carrying before I realized that she was a census worker aka redcoat.
I told her I was at my mothers house and I dont live here so I could not answer her questions. She persisted, and I said it it none of your damned buisness what I am doing here. She then told me that I MUST tell her. MUST.
I became quite enraged at this point and told her that my is mother at the hospital with her daughter who is undergoing a life threatening procedure. Then I told her to get out of my face.
In the next post I will tell you of my second encounter with said census worker AND her husband AKA another census worker, on the same property, the following day.
Needless to say, I am livid, considering what is happening to my sister and my families state of affairs
Your crappy day gives you no right to spread the misery around to other people. They should have been professional about the encounter, and if they couldn't manage that, quit and take a job they could handle like custodial work or speedbump or doorstop.Good grief. I think if you call the Census office they'll pull that bitch off the beat ASAP.
Maybe they were just pissy from having people give them attitude and refuse to answer any questions.
but yeah, they should be much more nicer and respectful. But I wonder how many people treat them like shit
So yesterday, I was at my Mom's house, in the most socialist state of our country. Why I am here is irrelevant.
Anyway, this woman knocks on my Mom's door, and I was almost afraid to answer it because she looked like some sort of creek creature/methhead?????
I opened the door and she started grilling me immediately, "who are you,?" "Why are you here?" "wheres the woman of the house?" She did not identify herself,and I had to look at the clipboard she was carrying before I realized that she was a census worker aka redcoat.
I told her I was at my mothers house and I dont live here so I could not answer her questions. She persisted, and I said it it none of your damned buisness what I am doing here. She then told me that I MUST tell her. MUST.
I became quite enraged at this point and told her that my is mother at the hospital with her daughter who is undergoing a life threatening procedure. Then I told her to get out of my face.
In the next post I will tell you of my second encounter with said census worker AND her husband AKA another census worker, on the same property, the following day.
Needless to say, I am livid, considering what is happening to my sister and my families state of affairs
I'm guessing you exaggerate. A Lot. Since you've already made it clear that you would be one who refused to mail your census form, nor answer the door if one came knocking, you were already in attack mode. The only part of your post I believe is that you became "quite enraged."
The census workers went through six weeks of training, much of it involving how to deal with difficult people such as yourself. Why would she blow her job? Get real, lady.
And, I'm guessing that you are lying about your guess. I mean, you have quite the track record of dishonesty and Pixie doesn't.So yesterday, I was at my Mom's house, in the most socialist state of our country. Why I am here is irrelevant.
Anyway, this woman knocks on my Mom's door, and I was almost afraid to answer it because she looked like some sort of creek creature/methhead?????
I opened the door and she started grilling me immediately, "who are you,?" "Why are you here?" "wheres the woman of the house?" She did not identify herself,and I had to look at the clipboard she was carrying before I realized that she was a census worker aka redcoat.
I told her I was at my mothers house and I dont live here so I could not answer her questions. She persisted, and I said it it none of your damned buisness what I am doing here. She then told me that I MUST tell her. MUST.
I became quite enraged at this point and told her that my is mother at the hospital with her daughter who is undergoing a life threatening procedure. Then I told her to get out of my face.
In the next post I will tell you of my second encounter with said census worker AND her husband AKA another census worker, on the same property, the following day.
Needless to say, I am livid, considering what is happening to my sister and my families state of affairs
I'm guessing you exaggerate. A Lot. Since you've already made it clear that you would be one who refused to mail your census form, nor answer the door if one came knocking, you were already in attack mode. The only part of your post I believe is that you became "quite enraged."
The census workers went through six weeks of training, much of it involving how to deal with difficult people such as yourself. Why would she blow her job? Get real, lady.
So yesterday, I was at my Mom's house, in the most socialist state of our country. Why I am here is irrelevant.
Anyway, this woman knocks on my Mom's door, and I was almost afraid to answer it because she looked like some sort of creek creature/methhead?????
I opened the door and she started grilling me immediately, "who are you,?" "Why are you here?" "wheres the woman of the house?" She did not identify herself,and I had to look at the clipboard she was carrying before I realized that she was a census worker aka redcoat.
I told her I was at my mothers house and I dont live here so I could not answer her questions. She persisted, and I said it it none of your damned buisness what I am doing here. She then told me that I MUST tell her. MUST.
I became quite enraged at this point and told her that my is mother at the hospital with her daughter who is undergoing a life threatening procedure. Then I told her to get out of my face.
In the next post I will tell you of my second encounter with said census worker AND her husband AKA another census worker, on the same property, the following day.
Needless to say, I am livid, considering what is happening to my sister and my families state of affairs
I'm guessing you exaggerate. A Lot. Since you've already made it clear that you would be one who refused to mail your census form, nor answer the door if one came knocking, you were already in attack mode. The only part of your post I believe is that you became "quite enraged."
The census workers went through six weeks of training, much of it involving how to deal with difficult people such as yourself. Why would she blow her job? Get real, lady.
You'd think part of that training would include identifying themselves as census worker...
Get bent, lady....
Dr.House said:Get bent, lady....
And, I'm guessing that you are lying about your guess. I mean, you have quite the track record of dishonesty and Pixie doesn't.So yesterday, I was at my Mom's house, in the most socialist state of our country. Why I am here is irrelevant.
Anyway, this woman knocks on my Mom's door, and I was almost afraid to answer it because she looked like some sort of creek creature/methhead?????
I opened the door and she started grilling me immediately, "who are you,?" "Why are you here?" "wheres the woman of the house?" She did not identify herself,and I had to look at the clipboard she was carrying before I realized that she was a census worker aka redcoat.
I told her I was at my mothers house and I dont live here so I could not answer her questions. She persisted, and I said it it none of your damned buisness what I am doing here. She then told me that I MUST tell her. MUST.
I became quite enraged at this point and told her that my is mother at the hospital with her daughter who is undergoing a life threatening procedure. Then I told her to get out of my face.
In the next post I will tell you of my second encounter with said census worker AND her husband AKA another census worker, on the same property, the following day.
Needless to say, I am livid, considering what is happening to my sister and my families state of affairs
I'm guessing you exaggerate. A Lot. Since you've already made it clear that you would be one who refused to mail your census form, nor answer the door if one came knocking, you were already in attack mode. The only part of your post I believe is that you became "quite enraged."
The census workers went through six weeks of training, much of it involving how to deal with difficult people such as yourself. Why would she blow her job? Get real, lady.
You are doing nothing of substance with that post except pissing. That's your typical speed, too.
