Story time. We had two Jehovahs come to the door once when my father was alive. There was a huge blizzard the night before and the driveway was covered in several feet of snow (Jesus, I love living in Canada
). He was about to go outside to shovel when they came to the door.
Jehovahs: "Do you need help in your life?"
My father: "Yeah, come on in."
He leads them to the back door, hands them each a shovel and says "If you want to help me so bad, start shovelling
". Their eagerness to help quickly disappeared hahaha.