True Story, Just Happened
It's six o'clock on Sunday evening and I recently returned home from about five miles of hiking and a viewing of Falls Creek Falls. There is a loud knock on the door. I'm always annoyed when someone knocks on the door. There's no need for anyone to come to my house.
Confused, I stand up and start to go downstairs as the doorbell is rang just a few seconds after the knock. Now I'm very annoyed. I answer the door and a kid--perhaps twelve years old--stands on the porch.
"Can we mow your lawn?" he asks.
I stare at him a moment. "What?"
"Can we mow your lawn?"
Perhaps this is a trick. "Why?"
"I don't know."
I pause. "No."
"Okay." And he walks away.