So.. the Jehovah's witnesses.. I promised those of you on Facebook that I would tell you what I did!
Knock on my door (well, my boss's door since I was at work). I answer. There stand 2 young-ish girls and a boy who couldn't have been older than 7. Knew straight off who they were since Mormons come in pairs and are generally high school boys, so it wasn't them, plus these were holding their magazine, which i recognized. One girl did all the talking and started out apologizing that she knows I'm super busy... Really?? I mean, all I did was open the door - how did she know if I was busy or not?! I actually wasn't so I certainly DID NOT go along with that. She asks if I have seen their magazine before, which I have, we had them all the time in England. I really DIDN'T want to get them off the doorstep, honestly, but I took their magazine and said I'd go back to what I was doing (not much). Upon closing the door, IT WASN'T ME who ripped up said magazine into shreds and piled it into the recycling can... nooooo. Most definitely not.
And as an aside, I WAS NOT the one who left her bag in a restaurant on the weekend and only realised about 20 mins later.