Human Spam

Walking down main street I saw them staright away. Young people, unifomr style t-shirts, working in pairs, positioned strategically. The modern style footpad. And all for a god cause. I am talking about those people who hit you up to sign a recurring deposit slip for organisations like oxfam, Greenpeace etc. I was lucky and avoided them a couple of times ebcause they were busy with other victims. In the end they got me inform of a young beauty with a lip piercing.

“Hello, I am so-and-so, how was your day?”

“Great, thank you” while thinking ‘Who are you kidding? We both know exactly what you want’.

“Oh, where are you from?” she was asking because of my German accent.

“I am from Kaitaia.” Doh!

“May I have a minute of your time?”

“Look, you are obvisulsy well trained at stopping people. Honestly? If you were an email I would mark your address as spam and move you to the junk folder. Enjoy your day”

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