mooeypoo

2 young women knocked on my door, then flipped an ID card at me as if it's my fault I couldn't read it too fast (ain't no Dr Who psychic page, either), asked if i am the one paying bills, and told me they're there to make sure I get all the discounts I deserve from ConEd... Did they think I'm an amateur? "Oh, sure, come into my house, weird-women-that-I-don't-know with-weird-IDs-that-aren't-ConEd, and let me show you my social security number and my bill information for your use in your mark...