Hey, ridiculously good looking girls and sharp dressed boys
in the centre of the shopping mall isles. I don't envy you your job, and it can't be
easy, but please don't step in front of me attempting to stop me in my tracks
to sell me something as I undertake a mission to get to the green grocer and
back in my 30 minute lunch break. I
don't have time and I don't care if you're selling the best broadband deal on
the planet, or trying to save children from poverty. When I'm shopping for those things I'll do it
online or walk into the relevant store. As
it turns out I'm happy with my local internet provider and my family already
sponsors two children through reputable charities that don't spend 50% of our
donations on admin and marketing (paying salaries for the likes of you annoying
people). So by all means sit/stand at
your stall and smile at passers by with your incredibly white teeth (are you
all models doing this on the side to supplement your income?), but please don't
approach us, step in front of us, or try to engage us in inane small talk so
that you can begin your very structured sales pitch. It shouldn't be allowed, and I'll applaud any
shopping centre management lease agreement or council by-law that prevents you
spoiling my lunch break.
Rant over, I need to get back to work.
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