You know, a long time ago - I think I was five or six - A girl scout came to our door. My older sister answered it. I think she was only kidding but I still thought she was mean, but she yelled "WE DON'T WANT ANY COOKIES" and slammed the door in her face.
We've moved four houses since then and not a single girl scout has been to our door. My sister has had her own place for three or four years.