wtf army?

A man in military fatigues showed up at the house yesterday.  I opened the door and he immediately asked if Tim Eberhard (my brother) lived here.  I told him he didn’t.  He then asked if I knew where he did live.

If you jump right into asking where someone lives without telling the person you’re asking why you want to know, that’s a strange thing.  So I said “I’m not going to talk to you.”

“Why is that?”

“Because I don’t have to.”

“I just want to know what Tim Eberhard is up to.”

“I’m not going to speak to you.”

It went on like that.  I must’ve said “I’m not going to talk to you” six times.  It turns out that he wanted to know if Tim wanted to go into the reserves.  But what the hell?

Anywho, I’m off to Fayetteville to help my brother move today.  I’ll be back tomorrow to blog this stupidity.

About JT Eberhard

When not defending the planet from inevitable apocalypse at the rotting hands of the undead, JT is a writer and public speaker about atheism, gay rights, and more. He spent two and a half years with the Secular Student Alliance as their first high school organizer. During that time he built the SSA’s high school program and oversaw the development of groups nationwide. JT is also the co-founder of the popular Skepticon conference and served as the events lead organizer during its first three years.

  • Sara Sharick

    Prior service for the reserves is a priority for Army recruiting right now. Some recruiters are less smart about it than others. They get a database of last known addresses and phone numbers and have to do so many phone calls or knock on so many doors per day, depending on how many that recruiting center is required to put in that month. It’s all based on the number of vacancies in local reserve units.

  • Rob

    I would’ve closed the door after the first, possibly called the cops.

    • Lurker111

      Seriously. Just because someone rings the doorbell or the phone doesn’t obligate you to answer. And if you do answer, you’re not obligated to continue the conversation.

  • onamission5

    I’ve had similar happen around my neck of the woods, both times involving my neighbors. First time was a twitchy guy in a beat up truck who flagged me down in my yard to ask me who lived next door, and when I declined to tell him, called me a “fucking halfback Yank” (erm, no, I am from Oregon) and drove off swearing. Second time, some people who were bound and determined to wake my neighbor up banging on her bedroom window, who again flagged me down to grill me about who lived there and did I know M__ and where does she work. Um, nunnya? I don’t know you and I don’t go around handing out my neighbors’ personal information to aggressively behaving strangers? When the woman failed to sweet talk any information out of me, the guy tried hostility. Not terribly effective at garnering trust, that.

    My favorite is when people call my house and ask “Who is this?” Hey, dillhole, you called me.

    • Nate Frein

      My favorite is when people call my house and ask “Who is this?” Hey, dillhole, you called me.

      Dillhole! I love it!

  • Kevin Pettay

    Seriously, we are moving to Fayetteville currently. Hit us up.

  • ahermit

    “Give me your number and I’ll let him know you’re looking for him…” is the only appropriate response I can think of. Followed by “get off my property before I call the cops…”

  • Stev84

    Why didn’t you just ask him what exactly he wanted from him?