Yesterday morning—Independence Day morning—two guys rang my doorbell, and when I opened it, they started in about a new Edward Jones branch that’s opening soon on County Line Road.
I am significantly and sustainedly offended by this. They weren’t with me for long, and they were fortunate to get as muted a response as they got.
In the first place, my tolerance for strangers knocking on my door continues to decline steadily. Every day is an incremental new low. Bluntly, it’s important to me to interact with my fellow human beings on my terms as much as possible. Most germanely in this context, that means that if I don’t know you, or you’re not a delivery/utility person with an immediate concern, or you’re not about to bleed out, don’t knock on my damned door.
Gee, I see I said that before.
Look, that’s the way it is. Maybe it took me until 47 years old to feel not even 1% bad about it. When I choose to interact with the world at large, then I know what it takes for me to be “on.” I know what mental, emotional, and spiritual fuels I have to burn, and I prepare for it. I don’t even have the engine started when I’m inside my home. It’s the best approach for me, and I don’t care what you think about it.
My “in the second place” was going to be a mini-rant about how ridiculous it is that a brokerage/investment firm would try to sell its services like bug bombs or Fuller Brushes, but according to more than one friend to whom I bitched on social media, that’s Edward Jones’s thing. And they’re still around and (I know too well) opening new offices, so it must be a viable model, though I do question the prudence of choosing a significant national holiday on which to gallivant.
And obviously, I’m not in the customer base.
Good luck and God bless, Edward Jones guys. Leave me alone forever.
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I tried working for Edward Jones a few years ago. Didn’t pass the two exams to be licensed as a financial advisor. Part of the entry gig, though, was to go door to door for a minimum number of houses / businesses to gauge the viability of opening a new branch.
And I was informed that if I got to open a new branch, that, yes, door-to-door soliciting was expected to try to generate new business.
Even if it’s not my thing, which obviously it’s not, I don’t think picking mid-morning on probably the third-largest national holiday of the year indicated prudent thinking. 🙂
LOL!!! You need a “No Soliciting” sign. And a “you’re on camera and in range” sign. 😉 I’m with you there by the way. I have a long driveway, and a gate. Oh, and lots of “no trespassing” and “private property” signs, as well as a Gadsen flag…..