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	<title>Comments on: Door knockers</title>
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		<title>By: home cooked theory &#187; Blog Archive &#187; Self-branding</title>
		<link>http://homecookedtheory.com/archives/2005/02/08/door-knockers/comment-page-1/#comment-59655</link>
		<dc:creator>home cooked theory &#187; Blog Archive &#187; Self-branding</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 11 Oct 2007 09:39:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] A key aspect of my online identity that I&#8217;ve been made aware of this week is the way that I have used my blog to express feelings of loneliness, isolation and disaffection with Brisbane since moving here. While those feelings have certainly had a real basis at times, particularly early on, it&#8217;s increasingly apparent that reading about those feelings on my blog has led people to make gestures and suggestions about my life (from coffee dates to flatmates) based on that knowledge. It seems that sometimes they have been offended when I haven&#8217;t recognised these offers as indications of potential friendship. [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] A key aspect of my online identity that I&#8217;ve been made aware of this week is the way that I have used my blog to express feelings of loneliness, isolation and disaffection with Brisbane since moving here. While those feelings have certainly had a real basis at times, particularly early on, it&#8217;s increasingly apparent that reading about those feelings on my blog has led people to make gestures and suggestions about my life (from coffee dates to flatmates) based on that knowledge. It seems that sometimes they have been offended when I haven&#8217;t recognised these offers as indications of potential friendship. [...]</p>
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		<title>By: Ian</title>
		<link>http://homecookedtheory.com/archives/2005/02/08/door-knockers/comment-page-1/#comment-257</link>
		<dc:creator>Ian</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 01 Jan 1970 10:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I never leave the couch for door-to-door sales-people. I can see them through the screen door and we talk from that distance. I love it:



&quot;...yeah you know, I&#039;m just watching TV&quot;

&quot;Can I interest you in blah, blah, blah?&quot;

&quot;Nah brah, I&#039;m watching TV here&quot;



Then they just stand there for ages and watch me watch TV and then they eventually leave. It&#039;s weird but effective. Alternatively, as a rule, if they have children with them (like those creepy religous nuts) I always start swearing casually:



&quot;Fuck dude, I was so fucking asleep when you knocked.&quot; etc. etc. They get out of there quickly. One time I refused to speak to the adults and would only address the young girl they had with them. I asked her about her day and what she liked about school and stuff and whatever I could think of. Then I told her parents to fuck off.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I never leave the couch for door-to-door sales-people. I can see them through the screen door and we talk from that distance. I love it:</p>
<p>&#8220;&#8230;yeah you know, I&#8217;m just watching TV&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;Can I interest you in blah, blah, blah?&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;Nah brah, I&#8217;m watching TV here&#8221;</p>
<p>Then they just stand there for ages and watch me watch TV and then they eventually leave. It&#8217;s weird but effective. Alternatively, as a rule, if they have children with them (like those creepy religous nuts) I always start swearing casually:</p>
<p>&#8220;Fuck dude, I was so fucking asleep when you knocked.&#8221; etc. etc. They get out of there quickly. One time I refused to speak to the adults and would only address the young girl they had with them. I asked her about her day and what she liked about school and stuff and whatever I could think of. Then I told her parents to fuck off.</p>
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		<title>By: mc gregg</title>
		<link>http://homecookedtheory.com/archives/2005/02/08/door-knockers/comment-page-1/#comment-258</link>
		<dc:creator>mc gregg</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 01 Jan 1970 10:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Ian, I always knew you were a genius. 
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ian, I always knew you were a genius.</p>
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