Answered the door armed. Had my 1911 at 3:00 and dual (shiny stainless) mag carrier at 9:00. Mrs.K had just left with a carload of her things (we are divorcing amicably, thanks for your concern) and I though she had forgotten something, so I went to the door when I heard the knock, which I might not have normally.

It was a young 20-something female with a clipboard and a lanyard from an energy supplier wanting to woo me over from PECO. I was going to brush her off anyway (given that I work for a PECO vendor), but I decided to have some potential fun at her expense. I normally just crack the door open a little for brush-offs, but this time - since she already had the storm door open - I decided to open wide and step fully into the opening, with a pleasant smile on my face. She managed to maintain eye contact while starting her pitch, but her eyes flicked down to my hip when I started talking and never came back up as she got out of the way to let the door close.

I'm curious what notes she was scribbling as she walked away...