Excuse me, I'm doing a survey...?

Question

Hello, I'm doing a...

What?
How rude.
Didn't even stop.

What have I done so wrong?
Oh, I see you approaching, hello; excuse me please, I'm doing a survey...


How many of you don't stop, avoid eye contact, or cross the road altogether to avoid the dreaded clip boards?

Obviously alot of you! ha : [)

I'm one of the blusterers. Pretend to be in a hurry, and don't look in the face. And yeah, they do promise 5 minutes, but then to quite Catherine Tate's Nan, "What a f@cking liberty!"

I meant 'to quote'. It must be the copydex fumes overpowering me..

Answer 1

I hate them, people like that are the equivalent to cold callers who always phone while you are eating dinner

Answer 2

It depends on what I'm doing. Sometimes the surveys are relevant or useful. Lats summer the Department of Natural Resources and state Health Department in Michigan were canvassing all the boat launches and fishing holes, taking a survey about how much and what types of fish were being eaten. The end result was a updated fish advisory due to pollution in the Great Lakes and connecting rivers. I fish all the time, so I was glad to participate.
On another occasion I went to an Arby's for lunch. They were testing some new sandwiches. I got a free lunch and $5 for trying a new sandwich and telling them what I thought of it.
But when I'm shopping or running errands, I usually don't have the time for surveys.

Answer 3

Yeah I do, if I'm not in a rush. This one day, I was late from getting back from my lunch break in town while at work and was stopped by a monk in the street - I was a little annoyed, since I needed to get back, but hey, the odd time that I'm late won't hurt I suppose. And I got a free book on yoga..anyway, that's beyond the point..

However, apart from that one day, I usually don't like to answer if I need to be somewhere important. But it's not like I live anywhere too busy and with lots of people, so I don't get asked a lot of the time.

Answer 4

F E A R
Perhaps in this era of consumerism there is an end to the way of the fish when man swims and the egg is broken there will be a reckoning the anger of the fist shall rise and there will be no forgiveness for those who wallow in the pity of others the others who do not care what colour the sky is Black is the colour of my soul what is your colour? Do any of us really know – only the twelve men who hide in their skyscrapers of blood sweat and death the corporate war mongrels that rule the world and plunge its resources until there is no more we are fodder for the machine they know they do they hide in their twin towers of hate and roll the dice on our fate the madness is increasing the world is on a meltdown we are all melting sticky oozing flesh of the sinners and liberals like freshly discarded chewing gum on the bottom of our shoes I cannot take it anymore but death is not the answer to the question I do not even know what the question is why?why?why?why?why?why? E v e r y t h i n g is why. I like to eat meat pie. Eye am my i and i see nothing but darkness and despair. Kill them kill them kill them kill them all The wonderful sound of torment fills my void with a pleasure unbound as I lie in a pool of piss and **** and dream of dreams that don’t exist I am an eye that gazes into the pit of despair and putrid lusts surrounded by the stink fleshed ones hating them all no-where to hide no-where to cry i am alone in a land of flesh the fat ones smell of cheese the thin ones reek of bile and the in-between ones smell of sourness and decay touch the senses and use your hands to strangle some ***** on heat that wants to suffocate your life with words of love and media induced pressure of living loving and consuming one + one = one there can never be two because man is man and woman is evil and evil is in all of us we are the dead we are the living we are the past there is no future we do not really exist – who are we anyway? I am fearful of death, I am fearful of life, I am fearful of the present, I am fearful of the past and I am fearful of my EYE. I see too much and yet I do not see, speak or sing. The silent kane.waiting.watching.waiting!

Answer 5

I stop and do the nutter routine. It drives them bonkers.

The truth is even better sometimes - for example when mobile phone company reps want to know how much I spend on my phone a month I tell them about a quid, maybe two. When they ask how, I tell them the truth - I don't spend my entire life on it like some spotty little teenager.

The dental plan ones are good too - I haven't been to a dentist, or had any problems with my teeth in 15 years. What do I want to give you fifteen quid a month for?

They hate me.

Answer 6

Sometimes it's good to answer surveys if you want to get your point across.

I was given a questionaire on a BA flight and made a lot comments for improvments. I also stated that I prefered hot tea not lukewarm dishwater.

The next flight I had with them, the tea was steaming hot.

Answer 7

I always try to avoid them unless I can see that they've got free samples!!!! I just cross the road or if someone does stop me i just say I'm busy and rush off

Answer 8

I used to stop as they were geniune surveys at one point but now there are so many charities that stop you in the street to get you to donate and catalogues that want you to agree to have one sent. Its just easier to walk by than explain why you don't want to sign up or donate etc

Answer 9

I live in Brighton, on average 4 big issue sellers and 6 survey/charity fundraisers and 6 leafleters attempt to stop me between my home and the main shopping centre (It's a 3 mile walk). I ignore all of them now, can't be polite to all of them!

Answer 10

I'm one of those rude people, it's coz in the past have been told it's just a few questions but has always gone on for ages. It's not personal

Answer 11

I`d exchange a few words if it`s for a good cause. If even for one minute i sense that it` no good to anyone then i just leave the person talking, maybe rude but i only lestin for good causes,
Hope i`ve helped,
Salik