Once upon a time, I was on own with a couple of the kids and the doorbell rang. Somewhat stressed, I marched to the door, took one look at the clipboard and the profferred ID, said 'No Thanks' and slammed the front door. Two seconds later the doorbell rang again. It was yer man: " Have you any idea what it's like to have doors slammed in your face all day?" he cried and then moaned on about what a sh*t job he had etc etc. I was that taken aback I apologised for slamming the door in his face!!