Luckily the last time they came Bryan answered the door with his kitchen knife and probably threatened to sever their limbs. I have a problem with poor boundaries and I know this about myself but I'm still way too nice to people. That's why I leave things requiring assertive responses to my more aggressive half although I'm working on it. The other day we were downtown and an obnoxious canvasser with scripted lines and a cheese dick smile tried to shake my hand and get money for his cause. I was holding Theo and said "No thank you!" as we continued to walk into Sur La Table. I said to Bryan, "Aren't you proud of me? I didn't shake his hand and get sucked into his spiel." To which he replied, "Aren't you proud of me? I didn't punch him the face and get charged with assault."
We high-fived, proud of our teamwork toward becoming more evolved humans. And then we bought a lemon squeezer.