I thought I would share a recent experience with you because well I think anyone with a sense of humor can get a chuckle out of this...
Sunday night about 8 o'clock, James just going to bed so Jake and I are just figuring out what we wanted to do for the rest of the night. He is on the computer, and I am channel surfing--when all of a sudden the door bell rings. Jake looks to me and asks if I was expecting someone and I, of course, say no. I go to answer the door, flipping on the porch light and what do I find? (Now before you say a Mexican wanting to cut my grass that is the wrong answer!)
A woman, selling prepackaged cheesecake pieces by the slice. [insert the WTF face here] Yup, and she didn't speak a lick of English. How about that for the weirdest things you can sell door to door.