This is how I was convinced to join the Army:
Two Army-Guys are talking to two different groups of people. As I approach, bike on hand, it is immediately apparent that they are on the recruitment trail. I pass them, mentally considering being in this vacinity is more-than-not likely to be a bad idea.
One of said Army-Guys is reasonably talking (albeit far too excitedly) to one woman. The other has an outright entourage. He is the Army-Guy who will, in just moments, approach me as I engage in the very-clearly solitary act of stretching beside my bike. He is sporting his awesome Army hat and his amazing Army camo-getup. I am bending down to touch my toes.
Army-Guy: I see you're stretching. What do you do other than ride your bike and stretch?
I stand up and have to get hair out of my face.
Me (still streching): Oh, I work up here at the mall.
Army-Guy (pointing at my shirt): Yeah, the gelato place.
Me: Yeah.
He starting handing me a card.
Army-Guy: Have you--
Me: Oh, no no. (waving my hands no as well) I'm really not interested.
Army-Guy: Why not?
Me: Oh, my dad works with the military.
Army-Guy: What does he do?
Me: I don't really know. He works with computers.
Army-Guy: What branch? Is he "babble I don't understand"? Or, is he a "more babble I don't understand"?
Me: Well, he's not employed by the military. He just works with them.
Army-Guy: Is he a defense contractor?
Me: I don't really know.
Army-Guy: Does he work for a company like Raetheon?
Me: Yeah, something like that.
Army-Guy: Raetheon is a defense contractor. That's what they do.
Me: Okay.
Army-Guy: So what do you do? Go to school?
Me: No, I'm actually done with school.
Army-Guy: Oh, so a high school diploma - got that out of the way.
Me: (offended) No.
Army-Guy: Oh, so a college degree - got that out of the way.
Me: Yeah.
Army-Guy: So what are you doing?
Me: I just work here at the mall.
Army-Guy: Do you manage the place?
Me: No, I just work here.
Army-Guy: Well did you ever (goes for the business card again)--.
I almost say: "Look, I know you are only talking to me because you want to recuit me and get some more money. You don't actually care what I have to say and that's why I'm so not interested in talking to you." But I decide against it.
Me: Look, I'm just really not interested.
Army-Guy: You know, "Education is Power". Have you ever heard that?
Me: Yes.
Army-Guy: Just check it out: Goarmy-dot-com.
Me: Yeah okay.
Army-Guy (as he meets up with his friend): She has a college degree and....blah blah blah, some rude stuff I don't hear.
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Now, keep in mind that the above conversation really did go just like that.
Thanks for the degradement and harassment, US Army.
One of said Army-Guys is reasonably talking (albeit far too excitedly) to one woman. The other has an outright entourage. He is the Army-Guy who will, in just moments, approach me as I engage in the very-clearly solitary act of stretching beside my bike. He is sporting his awesome Army hat and his amazing Army camo-getup. I am bending down to touch my toes.
Army-Guy: I see you're stretching. What do you do other than ride your bike and stretch?
I stand up and have to get hair out of my face.
Me (still streching): Oh, I work up here at the mall.
Army-Guy (pointing at my shirt): Yeah, the gelato place.
Me: Yeah.
He starting handing me a card.
Army-Guy: Have you--
Me: Oh, no no. (waving my hands no as well) I'm really not interested.
Army-Guy: Why not?
Me: Oh, my dad works with the military.
Army-Guy: What does he do?
Me: I don't really know. He works with computers.
Army-Guy: What branch? Is he "babble I don't understand"? Or, is he a "more babble I don't understand"?
Me: Well, he's not employed by the military. He just works with them.
Army-Guy: Is he a defense contractor?
Me: I don't really know.
Army-Guy: Does he work for a company like Raetheon?
Me: Yeah, something like that.
Army-Guy: Raetheon is a defense contractor. That's what they do.
Me: Okay.
Army-Guy: So what do you do? Go to school?
Me: No, I'm actually done with school.
Army-Guy: Oh, so a high school diploma - got that out of the way.
Me: (offended) No.
Army-Guy: Oh, so a college degree - got that out of the way.
Me: Yeah.
Army-Guy: So what are you doing?
Me: I just work here at the mall.
Army-Guy: Do you manage the place?
Me: No, I just work here.
Army-Guy: Well did you ever (goes for the business card again)--.
I almost say: "Look, I know you are only talking to me because you want to recuit me and get some more money. You don't actually care what I have to say and that's why I'm so not interested in talking to you." But I decide against it.
Me: Look, I'm just really not interested.
Army-Guy: You know, "Education is Power". Have you ever heard that?
Me: Yes.
Army-Guy: Just check it out: Goarmy-dot-com.
Me: Yeah okay.
Army-Guy (as he meets up with his friend): She has a college degree and....blah blah blah, some rude stuff I don't hear.
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Now, keep in mind that the above conversation really did go just like that.
Thanks for the degradement and harassment, US Army.
1 Thought(s):
Unfortunately, I have met people like this in many networking situations. "Here have my business card." "Dude, I am a lawyer, I don't need to know how to get a Tech degree in just four months." "But don't you think education is important." "Yes, that's why I wouldn't allow my children to go to your school, I mean you can't even spell the word IT correctly."
Even people you might want to do business with. No introduction. No hi how are you. Just through their card at you. They're kind of like dogs who come up and use your leg before they have even taken the time to sniff your rear.
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