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We were in Leicester Square, Piccadilly, Covent Garden etc just handing out flyers to people.
Now, most people either took one or just said "No thanks" and that's cool.
But there were a few that had to be extremely hostile and offensive.
No need for that mate, we're not selling anything or asking you to fill in anything, just take a flyer.
You don't even have to, just say no. Don't be rude though, no call for that.
And we also discovered a unique natural phenomena:
Hand out flyers, become invisible.
Ended up with guitarist saying "I know you can hear me, I'm speaking English. Don't ignore me"
Was good fun though, even when we got threatened by another promoter who thought we were trying to nab customers from his "patch".
Territorial little promo-monkey.
I never look people in the eyes in situations like that! Especially at school, when teachers are looking for the person that committed the 'crime'.
Though when a teacher is speaking to me I stare them eye to eye, puts them right down!
Because of our open armed method, and the fact we live in Pembrokeshire, everybody was real nice to us. Problem was, we had the area alone to ourselves for about 30 mins, and then bloody New Labour turned up.
So here's me and my friend, with New Labour sticker all over us, asking people what their favourite Star Wars movie was...
"What's Star Wars got to do with New Labour?"
Ho ho ho. We kept nicking the people New Labour were after, and they kept nicking our people too... it was quite funny. I walked away with a great big poster "to put on my wall and admire" in the end though, so I was happy.
> I always feel uncomfortable walking past people handing out stuff...I don't want
> to hurt them, but I'm also very paranoid.
I am also very paranoid, so you're not alone there mate. Don't go paranoid though, I won't steal your topic, I'm a good boy (or guy). My dad taught me a very wise trick - don't let them catch your line of vision, or your fishbait. Some of the salesman that knock at the door can be damn aggressive - my nan knows from experience, when a guy tried to sell them a computer course.
As for Goatboy, too bad about the hostile Londoners. Must be something in the water, eh? Where do you live by the way Goatboy?
Firebalt.
Sounds harsh but after a hard day at the coal face I just want to go home. I don't want to make any decisions about my spiritual welfare or if someone deserves my time or money. I want to go home. Not that I would be rude to people either, probably just take it and chuck it in the bin. Which is also a horrible feeling as you are taking it out of politness and contribuitng to more wasted paper.
On a more helpful note I know the area round Leicester Square quite well having both grown up there and now working there. Its probably coals to Newcastle as I'm sure you have it covered but I do have a frighteningly encyclopedic knowledge of the bars. God I sound like an old lush. I'll get me coat.
Sometimes I ignore them, sometimes I don't.
I might start a topic about paranoia soon...no one better steal it though.
*looks around, scared*
We were in Leicester Square, Piccadilly, Covent Garden etc just handing out flyers to people.
Now, most people either took one or just said "No thanks" and that's cool.
But there were a few that had to be extremely hostile and offensive.
No need for that mate, we're not selling anything or asking you to fill in anything, just take a flyer.
You don't even have to, just say no. Don't be rude though, no call for that.
And we also discovered a unique natural phenomena:
Hand out flyers, become invisible.
Ended up with guitarist saying "I know you can hear me, I'm speaking English. Don't ignore me"
Was good fun though, even when we got threatened by another promoter who thought we were trying to nab customers from his "patch".
Territorial little promo-monkey.