The Turkish carpet situation

Me: The carpet guy is out the door

Chris: You answer it

Chris: The carpet guy?

Me: Yes

Chris: What carpet guy?

Me: The Turkish carpet guy

Chris: What? Why is he here?

Me: Is there a knock on the door?

Chris: Why did he not buzz? What am I supposed to do with him? Smoke a hooka?

Me: I don't know, this is strange.  Did he knock?

Chris: I did not hear a knock. I have the television and music on.

Me: He wants to sell you a carpet from Turkey. Go look outside the door

Chris: Maybe he is nut case, no no no no

Me: Why not let him in?

Chris: No

Me: He is in the realty place next door. Here he comes up the stairs to you. Are you answering it?

Chris: Everybody is crazy! He could be a process server or a mass murderer...let him go over and kill the 8777 Park doorman.

Me: Did he knock?

Chris: No, not since you told me he was outside

Me: Don't give him my address, no way!

Chris: Right nor mine to him

Me: I'll be very angry if you do give it to him

Chris: I would never do that!!!!!! Silly

Me: Just buy a carpet

Chris: I am going now

Me: Magic carpet

Chris: lol

Me: takes you anywhere

Chris: How much can I spend?

Me: Well, it depends how nice it is. He is calling me now so he must be in the hall. Can you open the door and buy a carpet?

Chris: How did he get this address, your dad?

Me: Just look at the carpets.

Chris: no

Me: I gave him the address, Go say hi! Say hi. Don't be mean to a sales guy from Turkey. Did you let him in?

Open the door. It's not the boogie man. Is he in the office yet? Well? 

Chris:  No one here. I'm going now, it gives me the creeps. My heart is pounding. Talk to you later, call me if you want.

Me: what a baby you are. He is still calling me.

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