Not Easily Broken

During a routine conversation this morning someone told

Saturday Morning Porch Humpers

Its a beautiful Saturday morning as I sit in my office doing a little research that is overdue on some projects I have my mind set on. As I sip my coffee I glance out of my office window to see  Jehovah's Witnesses meandering down the street looking like a clump of thugs waiting to pounce on the first available breathing idiot. I stare with amusement as the meandering continues and it looks as if  no one wants to make the first effort to open a gate, knock on a door or even climb some stairs. 

So I decide to make it easy for them. I put on my shoes and hurried outside and walked right up amongst the group with a certain shine in my eyes as if daring them to say something to me.

It worked. "Goodmorning sir, we are sharing some..."

"No thanks, I just left your organization".

"Sir?" She paused. "I hope you'll come back some day".

I was surprised by my response. "I hope you get out someday".

I walked to my car happy with the short interaction. As I returned to my apartment and while passing them, the whole group was staring at me.

Probably wishing they could get out too.