tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320167217139525439.post8589772302171122821..comments2024-03-29T02:37:58.051-05:00Comments on The Second Half of My Life: No Thank You! I Mean It.Kathy Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10593849691667606991noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320167217139525439.post-16139713514501965902015-09-02T19:04:12.780-05:002015-09-02T19:04:12.780-05:00My son still delights in sharing the time we were ...My son still delights in sharing the time we were walking around Fisherman's Wharf in San Francisco and a "very nice woman" called out to us to come into her shell shop. I apparently adopted a very firm and loud " No thank youuuuuuu" in response and marched off. He says I was rude. I say I was smart. I'm usually too nice and find myself in the awkward position of having to listen and then make up a quick excuse to get the heck out.Kelly L McKenziehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07649279572727703824noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320167217139525439.post-66315230034842755192015-09-02T13:54:07.968-05:002015-09-02T13:54:07.968-05:00I too never feel guilty when I zip right past thos...I too never feel guilty when I zip right past those sales people. They really are pushy. My daughter got taken in one time by one, mainly because she is too nice for her own good, and we had to stand and listen to this presentation and demonstration. I finally walked away. I didn't make the young man very happy.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320167217139525439.post-29129209719792467402015-09-02T00:33:30.535-05:002015-09-02T00:33:30.535-05:00sorry you had to go through all that, I know the f...sorry you had to go through all that, I know the feeling when one is busy.Christinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15720030744345215307noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320167217139525439.post-17010493617077711942015-09-01T18:54:07.869-05:002015-09-01T18:54:07.869-05:00I wonder if they ever realize hawking their wares ...I wonder if they ever realize hawking their wares is a turn off.Joanne Noragonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16601010208310707750noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320167217139525439.post-61611243833472066462015-09-01T18:45:04.274-05:002015-09-01T18:45:04.274-05:00Very weird way to approach, by shouting 20 feet aw...Very weird way to approach, by shouting 20 feet away. But I guess it's what they do. Glad it's not my job. Doesn't sound fun, at all.<br />The Happy Whiskhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13438469476168485775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4320167217139525439.post-83615191140292235812015-09-01T17:14:03.544-05:002015-09-01T17:14:03.544-05:00Oh yes, we have those pushy kiosk people here too....Oh yes, we have those pushy kiosk people here too. I remember making the mistake of stopping at one when she said she was giving away samples. She was extremely pushy and insisted I needed to buy her products. I finally did just to get away from her. I did not make that mistake again!sprinkleshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09081967372702276914noreply@blogger.com