I shouldn’t have answered the door
2 girls appeared at my door carrying a clipboard, a specimen beaker, small bottle of lube and a tape measure. This is a true story, hard to believe, but not a word of a lie, this actually happened to me a few years back. I was 45 years old, living alone, and on this day I was sitting in my kitchen eating my lunch, a nice ham sandwich, when my doorbell sounded. I got up and answered the door, and standing on my doorstep were two young girls about 10-11 years old, dressed in skirts and t-shirts, they look like nice adorable girls, and one of them was holding a clipboard. “Hello Sir. How are you doing today?” one of them asked, very politely. “Very well, thank you. How are you?” I replied. “I’m good. …