There is a new grocery store in my town called Sprouts and I love it. But what I don't love is being accosted by hippy Green Peace guys every time I go there lately. It's not that I don't support their cause, I just want to be left alone and these guys don't take "no" for an answer. They are worse than Girl Scouts selling Thin Mints.
Today I got my hair cut and colored and stopped at Sprouts on the way home. I was tired, hungry and trying to keep a low profile due to the hair dye stain around my face and neck. All I wanted was to grab some crap for dinner and head home. On the way out of the store an employee asked me if I needed any help. Eying the long-haired guy with the clip board blocking the path to my car, I said, "Yeah, tell the manager to get rid of the Green Peace people."
Deep breath. Do NOT make eye contact.
"Hi! What's your name?" Green Peace asked.
"No thanks." I said, walking faster.
"Wait. Don't you care about . . ."
"Look," I said, "I support your cause. I just don't want to talk about it when I am shopping and running errands."
I had made it to my car and popped the trunk when he yelled after me, "I have something important to tell you!"
Ugggg! Leave me alone! I recycle and eat dolphin-safe tuna!
I drove away irritated before I could hear his important news.
Maybe he wanted to tell me to save the whales.
Or that I had hair dye on my face.