Nowhere in the bible does it say that ye shall go forth and buy brown slacks. I'm quite happy to spend time chatting when they knock on my door, but when they leave I always want to call them back and say here, take this footy jumper..I've got an old Triple J sweat shirt...they're the only people in the world who can wear Fletcher Jones stuff and have someone say:"Hey thats an improvement". It's an image thing..I mean would you want to go to heaven if you had to dress like someone who works at the Post Office?
