Big Brother tried to sneak it past me. It’s a good thing I was home.
My local utility came today to swap out my “unsmart” electric meter for a “smart” one. A utility man rang the doorbell just to inform me of what he was doing at the side of my house.
Disrupting his presumption of consent, I asked the polite man in a yellow utility hat, “Do I have to?”
Somewhat incredulously, he responded, “You don’t want one?”
In response to my friendly glare, he said, “Okay, I’ll put you down as ‘refused’.” He turned and walked away.
No doubt my refusal will be used against me at the Nuremberg-style trials for skeptics, but for today at least, it was easy to tell Big Brother to take an electric hike.