No I will not buy your magazines!

[Sunsetsky]

The correlation's been explained. She needs a bigger place. A bigger place costs more money, and due to being bigger would be unlikely to be in an apartment complex. So, for her, being in an apartment complex is only because she doesn't have the money to move to a suitable for her location. Sunsetsky's already said there's nothing wrong with apartment complexes beyond being too small for her needs. I think we can move on.

Thank you. I probaly should've explained that better in my post. I don't have a problem with apartments or people who live in them, they're just smaller then I like. I didn't think my comment would start an argument. :/

Seriously though, if the guy was trying to talk his way inside, something sounds fishy. It does like he was either trying to case the apartment...and return later. Or, he was simply going to rob you in your own place.

Yea. I had been thinking that too. I should've just shut the door on him when he started to try to convince me to let him in. I think he thought I was alone. He was very sadly mistaken. XD

[Aethian]

Had a guy try that...my pack just stared through the windows and I swear Noel was giving one guy that look of "Fresh Meat." Althought knowing her it was more like, "Look Mom more people to lick and get scritches from."

[Sunsetsky]

Had a guy try that...my pack just stared through the windows and I swear Noel was giving one guy that look of "Fresh Meat." Althought knowing her it was more like, "Look Mom more people to lick and get scritches from."

XD I only have cats but they were out and pretty curious at the time. I should train them to be my attack kitties.

[Mr Hero]

Good evening Sir, my name is Steve. I come from a rough area. I used to be addicted to crack but now I am off it and trying to stay clean. That is why I am selling magazine subscriptions.

[Ironclad Alibi]

Good evening Sir, my name is Steve. I come from a rough area. I used to be addicted to crack but now I am off it and trying to stay clean. That is why I am selling magazine subscriptions.

At least it pays better than working as a software engineer at Intertrode.

[Astrokitty]

Reminds me of a funny story:

When I was the Assistant Manager of a senior apartment complex, we had a HUGE sign out front that read "No Soliciting." People rarely heeded it. Selling stuff for your school or seeking donations IMO does not give one an excuse to be rude.

Late one night about 10pm-ish (first red flag), I got a page from the answering service (lived on site) that a guy was going around hounding the residents, getting nasty when told they weren't interested (next red flag), and trying to force their way into the apartment (final red flag). Unfortunately, my sweet seniors could never get the message of CALL THE POLICE when something like this happened. It was too easy to have me paged. Granted the police in this particular area were useless. (I've met awesome police officers, but the ones where I lived at the time were mostly druggies).

The latest call had come from a lady in my building, so I grabbed a two-by-four that I kept for just that purpose and headed downstairs. A 20-30-ish African American guy was demanding that my neighbor buy a magazine. I tapped him on the shoulder:

Me: The lady said 'no." I think you need to leave.

Idiot: Fuck you, bitch.

Me: Now you really need to leave.

Idiot: Who the hell do you thing you are?!

Me: I'm the manager, and you're trespassing.

Idiot: Oh I get it! You don't like black men? What if I want to see an apartment?

(Not this again...)

Me: Sorry, we don't rent to assholes. (At this point my resident is laughing so hard she can hardly stand up).

Idiot: (to resident) Shut the fu-

Me: (brings 2x4 close to his head and turns on "mean manager" mode, which usually means I get very calm and dangerous.) Get your sorry ass off my property before I make you eat this.

Idiot: (runs off, dropping many curse words)

Unfortunately, my then-husband was suppose to be calling the police during this time, but fell back asleep. He is my ex for a reason, hehe. I told the resident to call the police, while I chased the "salesman" off the property.

The fun part? This was about the third time this had happened.

Sorry for the lengthy aside. I get very nervous when people come to my house "selling" things. It's good you didn't let him in. Bonus kudos for the sword! *drools*

[Misanthropical]

I live in a complex of townhouses in a nice neighborhood, the rent was pretty much middle of the road till my town was told we were getting a casino whether we liked it or not (no one wanted it in our town). Now the rent has skyrocketed, because you know how well areas around casinos are and the low crime rate it brings <sarcasm>

Anyway, the complex has huge signs all over the place saying "No Soliciting". And, like Pagan said, they will wait till the office closes for the day and come out in droves.

One time, I answered the door and the guy said "You must be the beautiful queen of the household". I gave him a look and shut the door. He finally wandered off after a couple of seconds.

I had two women show up and tell me all about how they can clean my carpets and how all my neighbors had signed up for their service. I told them I can clean my own carpets and shut the door. I don't care what my neighbors sign up for since I'm not a social person and rarely talk to them, so that line doesn't work with me.

The next time someone shows up at my door I'm going to offer them literate classes, since they obviously can't read the signs that tell them they aren't wanted here.

[Mamadrae]

I pity the idiot that would try bullying his way into my house. I always grin if people ask to be let in because I seriously have 2 heavy front doors with a small windowless area between them. It gets a bit of heat from the house and both doors have deadbolt locks. You don't get any further then that in my house.

The other part is of course my dogs. My lab always goes crazy when people are at the door. He's a BIG dog and when people ask if he's friendly I tell them "Yeah till he mauls you." He doesn't actually maul people but he will knock you on your butt and sit on you until you pet him for a few hours.

Then you have the armory as hubby and me call it. All over out front room walls we have various weapons. A morning star, 2 battle axes, 2 roman gladius, a claymore, some kind of chinese short sword I don't know the name of, and finally a lightsaber hubby got me. The hilt on that saber is solid steel and will hurt like hell if I hit you with it. Then of course in the kitchen you have my beloved cast iron skillet armory having on the walls in easy reach.

Unless they got a gun, they will be having broken bones.

[Sunsetsky]

Then you have the armory as hubby and me call it. All over out front room walls we have various weapons. A morning star, 2 battle axes, 2 roman gladius, a claymore, some kind of chinese short sword I don't know the name of, and finally a lightsaber hubby got me. The hilt on that saber is solid steel and will hurt like hell if I hit you with it. Then of course in the kitchen you have my beloved cast iron skillet armory having on the walls in easy reach.

Unless they got a gun, they will be having broken bones.

Nice! My fiance has one katana, a kodachi, a wakizashi, throwing stars, throwing knives. And I have a dagger that I use for a pretty decoration but would still hurt.

I kind of wish my finace came up behind me polishing a sword asking "Is everything okay hun?"

[LadyAndreca]

The most dangerous thing in our armory is the spiked mace. The shaft might not be too sturdy but the head and spikes are solid steel. We have at least five swords (one greatsword, three rapiers, one short sword) that, while unsharpened, will certainly break bones. My fencing sabre, again, isn't sharp but damn will I give you welts with it. (Oh yes--I should mention that I can USE those rapiers. Hubby's weapon of choice is that mace because he can't. ) Back to the list...one decorative 'fantasy' ceremonial dagger that IS sharp. Somewhere or other are some throwing stars. Both hubby and I have bows but they're boxed up until we can get some time to check out the local archery range. I THINK the blowgun is here and not at my in-laws'.

We also have two cats that will make footing treacherous in attempts to get people to feed them. Whether they trip us or intruders, though...

All the cool weapons belong to my brother-in-law though. My husband has a distressing tendancy to give him kickass weapons for his birthday but not get me any. So he has some kind of polearm I don't know the name of (not quite a fauchard), a naginata, and a working crossbow.

[Stormraven]

Well, as long as we're talking about armouries...

A copper shortsword; a claymore; a replica katana; a Poleaxe; a Naginata; a long sword; a long/short blade duo that's clearly intended as ninja-to; a poignard, five or six daggers; two quarterstaves. I think that's most of it

[protege]

LOL my armory is pretty boring compared to some of you. Mine consists of a pitchfork, baseball bat, crowbar, pry bar, the 40-pound fence maul, small sledge, and the MG's tire iron. Crude, but very effective

[RecoveringKinkoid]

This here pretty much covers it.

[ralerin]

My dad was a solicitor once. He used to sell insurance back in the 70's, early 80's? Anywho, he was making his rounds one night and happened to knock on a door. The woman inside said "Come in", os he did, and stood on the rug for a second staring at a woman whose face was bloodied up and 4 dogs snapping around his ankles. He immediately turned around and left, walking up the street.

30 seconds later, two policemen arrive, guns drawn, screaming at him to get his effing hands in the air and the f down on the ground.

Dad holds up his briefcase and the policemen relax. the front one says, "It's one of those effing insurance guys. Get the eff outta here."

It turns out later that the house dad went into was that policeman's house, and he was abusing his wife. Dad shouldn't have gone into the house, but she did invite him in and he left before he could get into his sales pitch.

[Pagan]

So he has some kind of polearm I don't know the name of (not quite a fauchard),

Maybe a Lochaber axe? I want one of those.

I've only got a Celtic short sword, a dirk, a sgiah dubh, and a long steel pipe that I keep next to the front door. (I actually use it as a weight to burp my waterbed, but it's heavy and about 5ft long)