Him: "Vouchers are F***ed up and so are you for working for them"
Me: "Well, have a good day sir"
Him: "F*** you"
I mean, really. "Him" couldn't come up with anything better? And I thought I was wound tight at the moment.
The "me" in the conversation is Jeffrey Isbell. Given his reaction, I think that he and I could actually get along.
One day while I was canvassing in Kearns, I introduced myself and before I could even say why I was on his doorstep, the guy said "I'm Mormon!" and slammed the door in my face. My reaction was the same as I gave every door slam in Minnesota:
"Jesus still loves you...."