She was sort of a hipster, sort of a flower child, mostly in
my way.
“Would you like-“
“No.”
“How do you know without hearing what it is?”
I stopped, sighed, and turned around.
“Look, here’s the thing. You’re basically a human pop up ad,
all right? I’m just trying to go about my business and you want to sell me
something, be it a product, a service, or more likely a cause. The fact that
you have to sell it like this means I don’t want it.”
“I’m inviting people to the Free Love Festival.”
I cancelled my blocker.
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