Yep. That's me. Call me a sucker or a fool - for both are apt.
I have been stopped three times on streets in Palo Alto or Redwood City by Greenpeace workers.
I have always listened intently and declined a recurring donation request.
I am not sure what happened today. Okay, maybe I do. :) Maybe it was the tall, slightly grungy, blue eyed, perfect teeth smiling guy that stopped me on the street in Seattle. I called him out on his blatant flattery, but he read me from the get-go. We talked about Utah, Nor-Cal, New Zealand, Australia, and Indonesia. He knows my job and where I live. I know his hometown, his next job, and what his aunt does for a living. After a half an hour of talking, I gave in and just signed the stupid paper to extricate myself. Yikes! That boy sure knows what he's doing. He can get anything he wants. The funny thing is, I knew what he was doing and yet I still did it! Yeah, I am a sucker to be charmed by the granola guy on the street, but believe me - not many women would be able to resist. (Don't worry, I'll cancel the donation after a month. It's a worthy cause, but I just can't afford it.) After I walked away I thought, " What did I just do?!" I have been laughing to myself over it for the last hour :)
Be warned: Ian is going to be a server in Alta Ski resort this winter.You might find yourself with a hefty bill and leaving an overly generous tip, if you're not careful. ;)
