I had to go to my employer's offices in Chicago last March. When I left to return to my room up Monroe Street, A young lady with a clipboard asked if I would sign her petition.
Being a politically responsible citizen I said "Sure, what's it for?" as she handed the board to me. "It's for yada-yada-yada" she recited as I scanned the statement at the top and noted that it was a PETA petition. At this point I asked her, "If I sign it, do I get a coupon to, like Burger King or McDonalds? 'Cuz I'm kinda hungry and could eat a cheese burger right now." She tried to grab and pull the clipboard back from me, but I had a death grip on it and held on, causing a small tug of war on the sidewalk. As we tussled with the clipboard, I volunteered that I, too, was a member of PETA. "Oh, really?" She asked, as started to relax. "Yeah. People Eating Tasty Animals" I replied.
At this point, she must have gotten angry enough to get a little Adrenalin rush in her blood, because she ripped the clipboard from my grip and started walking away, with my startled self following her. "Aw, c'mon Miss. Let me sign your sheet." I pleaded. But to no avail, She kept walking up Monroe without a look back. I was devestated. She was kinda cute in a frumpy sort of way. And I had my 400 yard shot to take out a prairie dog story all ready to tell her.