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.