Earlier today as I was busy writing a post I had a knock on my door. I really don’t like answering the door when I’m not expecting someone because more often than not it’s someone selling something.

So I waited. When I heard the person leave I peeked outside and saw the person going down my driveway to the backyard.

Huh? Then I remembered that our Power company was going to change the electricity meter to a Smart Meter – I think this is one that can tell how you use electricity in your house (washer, dryer, computers). They had told us to put a sticker on our present meter if we wanted to be notified when they were going to make the change over. I do want to be notified as I might be working on my computer at the time and the power will be out for a short time.

Anyway, it wasn’t the power company. It was a guy that Chris and I both work with at the Hospital. I haven’t seen him in a long while because I’ve been off work, and well I haven’t wanted to see him either because he’s kind of creepy.

He’s the kind of guy that once you are nice to him he’ll come over every day, hang out for hours expecting to be fed, drinking your pop, beer or other alcohol etc all the while.

I opened the door and talked to him while he was on the porch steps. I didn’t even let him inside the enclosed porch let alone inside the house! Sorry, but this guy is a major mooch and he hasn’t been around for a while and I like it that way.

While I was talking to him he told me he’d visited at noon or so and knocked on the door. Here it was approximately 3 pm and all I could think of was “what, are you hanging around the house all day?” It just gave me the creeps.

When he finally left I had the shivers. The thought of this guy wandering around our house and maybe even sitting in our garden when I wasn’t aware that he was around just creeped me out.

There’s another guy that Chris used to work with that comes around too. He’s a nice guy in general, but in the three or four years that he’s been coming over on work time he’s never once brought anything over for us to replace what he uses while he’s here. Namely beer. He can sit and drink three beers in a half hour, then he goes back to work, checks out on his time card, and drives home.

I don’t like being mooched off of and I don’t like someone drinking like that (on work time or otherwise) and then driving home.

Our problem is that in general we are just plain too nice to people and we end up getting these hangers on who never do a thing for us except take take take all that we’ll give.

No more of that! I’m through with mooches … especially ones who’ve turned into major creeps.

You know anyone like that?