A couple weeks ago, a solicitor was seriously pressing me to buy a newspaper subscription. Even tried to guilt trip me. All I wanted to do was get back to making dinner.
Yes guilt tripping hard…and you can’t even get a word in! Luckily I have a door with this little window so all they really see is half of my face…the first clue to gtfo. The craziest one for me was this homeless man begging to check the scores for a baseball game. “CMON your tv is right there! RIGHT…THERE!” I hate baseball BAI!