Door to door…Sierra Club?

Was taking a quick 5 minute nap before heading to kickboxing last night when the doorbell rang and (somehow started barking after 9 years of non-) dog went apeshit. Nap:done, door:answered. Two quasi hippie looking dudes that I could have mistaken for most in my friend circle at the door, clipboards in hand. No patchouli smell permeating the air, five seconds of attention span granted ready….go.

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Clean water is important… *I nod approvingly*
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Navigable…connecting….
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*Phones ringing*
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Alright guys, phones ringing, I gotta GTFO the door, you need a signature to get something on the ballot or ?
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WAIT!? WTF!? I told you I’m a Sierra Club member already, but you still ask for money? Not just any money, but pure, cold, untrackable cash? Seriously? I mean we can form a drum circle or play some ‘footbag’ or some shit and talk about clean water, but your odds of getting my cash without holding a knife to my throat are slim to none.

In the days of using inner city kids to whore your magazines/cookies/whatever door-to-door under the guise of ‘helping them’ because they can ‘win’ a $200 scholarship (newsflash: two benjis gets you a textbook these days. Solo, singular, numero uno)….oh and better yet in the days of PRIVATE SCHOOLS going door-to door asking for donations for their VIOLIN PROGRAM (I shit you not, last week two yupparents were going whore-to-door trying to raise money for a violin program!) the Sierra Club thinks that it makes sense to send people out playing big money no whammies in my neighborhood?

C’mon guys, c’mon.

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