Earlier this week, in the mid-afternoon just as Crabby Old Lady's energy was beginning to wane for the day, there was a knock at the door. The conversation went something like this (paraphrased):
TALL YOUNG MAN WITH CLIPBOARD: I want to talk with you about renewable energy.CRABBY OLD LADY: I could use some of that this time of day.
TYMWC: (blank look)
COL: Never mind. It was meant to be a joke but didn't turn out well.
TYMWC: Our records show that you have assigned only part of your electric bill to renewable energy and...
COL: (interrupting) Wait. Your “records”? Who are you? What company do you represent?
TYMWC: You wouldn't have heard of us but we've been hired to let electricity customers know...
COL: (interrupting) That's all? You could have phoned or sent an email, even a snailmail letter.
TYMWC: (word salad about how Crabby Old Lady could help save the planet just by changing her electric bill choices – sign right here, ma'am)
COL: Are you kidding? You won't even name the company you work for.
Varieties of people arrive at Crabby Old Lady's door with some regularity if not frequency. There are sales people like today's example, dubious charities and, at election time, political candidates.
Most try to make their point and they politely move on when Crabby gives them the brushoff. TYMWC was more determined than others and less polite too.
TYMWC: Are you sure you want to be left behind, to be part of the problem of climate change and not the solution?
Crabby isn't sure about this but perhaps desperate times require desperate means. If so, this still is not the way to do it.
Ticked off at TYMWC's attempt to shame her, Crabby pulled off the watch cap she keeps by the door to wear so that her bald head doesn't scare whomever is knocking.
“Let me tell you how it is with me,” she said. “Priorities change when they tell you you're dying of cancer and whatever it is you're selling doesn't interest me these days. So leave. Please leave. And take your self-righteous hubris with you.”
And without a word, he turned on his heel and walked away.
This is not to say that people with a deadly disease should use it as an emotional bludgeon. But there are some people who just deserve it. Crabby did that without any thought, on the spur of the moment and she's glad she did.