A good day

[pch1.livejournal.com]

So I knew yesterday was going to be a good day when I was able to walk by both Starbucks and Diesel Cafe without being approached by any of the kids repping Save The GreenPeace Children from Masspirg.  Then I started to wonder, why is it that these guys can so relentlessly solicit donations everyday, yet if they were to put down their clipboards and strap on a guitar and play for donations they could be ticketed or asked to stop for performing without a permit.

What's up with the priorities around here.  I'd much rather be passing by a street performer than a political missionary.

Comments

[starry83.livejournal.com]

I try to avoid the solicitors too, but if they do engage me, I say I've already donated to their cause or am a member of Greenpeace or whatnot. They can't argue with that... they do usually want a high five though.

[cold-type.livejournal.com]

I feel bad for the kids. It wasn't their idea to solicit donations.

They applied for a job because they needed cash and were assigned to solicit donations on busy street corners. Then they're put under intense pressure to meet their "quota."

I had to go to door-to-door soliciting donations for MassPIRG years ago. I lasted a week before I quit. It's the worst job I've ever had.

Extroverts can do it

[nvidia99999.livejournal.com]

And even enjoy it. You are not the right kind of person for it, apparently.

me too

[svilletheatre.livejournal.com]

I also did this when I was 18 and I agree it was the worst job I'd ever had - and I'd worked kitchens. They would drop us off in the middle of some suburb and I'd spend all day getting doors slammed in my face before they picked me up at the end of the day. Because I was never able to hit their quota, I was always just paid minimum wage. I lasted two weeks! It's actually how I got into working at movie theaters, because I decided that I needed an indoor air conditioned job for the summer, so I quit and became an usher!

-Ian/Somerville Theatre

Re: me too

[nvidia99999.livejournal.com]

It's like the job of guys who sell crap (i.e., cosmetics) with their carts at various malls. I remember reading an article about only really extroverted people can make it and continue.