I didn't answer the phone. If I don't recognize the number I let the call go to voice mail. They left a message saying they want me to call them back to set up a time when they can come meet with my husband and me. Oh and they let me know that they were "new" to this area.
Every 3 or 4 months we get a visit from the missionaries who come by to introduce a new one, or so they say. This is the first time they have actually called first.
I am not stupid, I know they want to come to try and reactivate me and to get my husband to take the discussions, which wouldn't happen even if I was still an active member. Dh is simply not interested, especially after I showed him the Journal of Discourses where BY refers to the black race.
I won't be calling them back. I won't be surprised if they show up one day. "hey sister regina, we were just in the neighborhood".
I don't really have a point. If they come, I will be nice, it's just not in my nature to be rude to them or anyone for that matter. Unless they are first rude to me then all bets are off. I will just start yapping about the holidays and what their plans are for after their missions. That's what I usually do. This pretty much ensures(or is it insures) that they will only have time to invite me to church, to which I will smile while thinking "Yeah I'll come to church, when there is a black lesbian as the church president!" Then they will have to be on to their next ambush, er appointment!
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Good luck dealing with 'em.
A black lesbian for church prez...I like it.
I'll be okay! They are taught to fear walking porn such as ourselves!
I love it - can I use that line the next time I have an "encounter" with the miseries? Please! I promise to give you credit.
Malcolm, go ahead and use it. I would probably never do it. Those mishies have such sweet little faces. Not sure I'd have the nerve to say it!
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