We’ve all seen them outside of the local grocer waiting like a Vulture on a Saguaro. They won’t approach on the exit, they know your hands may be full and you won’t be able to grasp the pen. The smart ones get you when you’re going in. Watching you get out of the car, judging the distance until you reach the automatic sliding door. Carefully observing you out of the corner of their eye. Then when there is just enough time left; probably while you’re trying to separate those metal grocery carts they pounce on you like a Spider monkey! (just to be clear for my anthropologist/primate people Spider monkeys do not pounce on people)
“Hey there, I am gathering signatures for…” You the know the spiel. Read on…






