I'm working from home today and have a view of the front door from the table I work on. I see a young guy in his late 20's walk up and ring my bell. I walk over to answer it. I've been sick all weekend, so Stanley (my Bullmastiff) has been cooped up in the house and is bouncing off the walls today, so he's going nuts. I open the door and the guy literally backs a good 7-8' away from my porch when he sees Stanley's head try to wedge itself between me and the doorway to see what's going on. The look on his face was priceless. The guy starts into his spiel anyway, "I'm just finishing up with some of your neighbors doing some food deliveries for a service that's like Allen Bros or Omaha Steaks (yeah right ), and I was just figuring that you eat good steaks too, right?" "Yup, I buy a side of beef from a local farmer I know every year, grass fed, good stuff. I pretty much get all my beef from him." "Ah, cool, you must get my sister then." (Me thinking his sister sells meat too and her hook is that it's locally grown or something.) "No, it's actually a personal friend that I buy direct from." "No, I meant my sister is really fat, like a cow. Have a nice day man." It took me a second to replay it in my head 2-3 times to make sure I heard him right. Mean, but funny.