While I was just on the phone with a friend (shhhhhhhhh, don't tell anyone I actually use the phone!!!) there was a pounding-on-window noise. I thought it was Hay outside trying to get me to come out to look at the neighbor cat who was camped out under the bird feeder but he ran inside and asked me what the banging was. I said I didn't know, thought it was him. I continued to speak with my friend while Hay frantically searched for the noise. Turns out some random guy had wandered into our garage, knocked on the door leading into the house, and was trying to (wait for it) sell us steak and chicken. From a truck. In 90 degree weather. Gross.