Is "stupid" tattooed on my forehead?

It must be.

I'm sitting here in a foul mood listening to my three toddlers who refuse to take their naps (the one year old just started singing) when there's a knock on the door.

There stands a nicely dressed young man, clipboard in hand, ready to pitch my signing up for another power company. He references three or four neighbors down the street as being new customers and lets me know I too can join the fun. I just need to provide some minor personal data such as my SSN, name, phone number, major credit card I have, etc.

Riiiggghhhttt!

He's also the third one to try this scam this year. When I ask for his city approved vendor's permit he tells me his boss has it and he'll provide said boss's number to me. Uh-huh. Why did that response not surprise me?

After sending him on his way I call the cops and let them know this jerk is in the area. They promise to check him out (they will, they're good at that).

Do I really look that stupid?

And my kids STILL won't go to sleep!