Are you one of those unfortunate people who finds yourself being approached by the pub weirdo*?
Who insists on talking at you, at length, no more than six inches from your face?

If so, I share your pain.

*_{EDIT E.g., the bloke who just posted right above me...}
(LongJohnBaldry, Thu 2 Dec 2010, 14:20, 2 replies, latest was 15 years ago)

Oh HI!!!!! I didn't see you there!!!!!
How are you doing!!!!!! It's been so long!!!!!!!
(Bazongaloid, Thu 2 Dec 2010, 14:22, Reply)

Erm...how are you doing? Sorry, we must catch up at some point,
I'd love to hear more about your collection of bivalve shells, but I've really got to dash off and, erm..._{drink quietly in the opposite corner of the pub}
(LongJohnBaldry, Thu 2 Dec 2010, 14:26, Reply)

yes, exactly.
and I don't like the people collecting for charities because I have hardly any money on me and always manage to get cornered and guilt tripped into giving everything I have.
(Poppet some assembly required., Thu 2 Dec 2010, 14:23, Reply)

Just ignore them
I give money to charities directly after thinking about it for a while to make sure they are the charities I want to support, I'm not going to make a decision on the street, especially for some shit charity that helps poor people. Or foreigners.
(Bazongaloid, Thu 2 Dec 2010, 14:24, Reply)

It's worse when the cunts come to your door to try and guilt you into it
"no I don't want to help buy a goat for a village in Africa, and I particularly don't want to do it on my doorstep at 7:30 on a Sunday evening. you fucking shitbag"
( Vipros. clever got me this far, then tricky got me in, Thu 2 Dec 2010, 14:31, Reply)

Well, you probably saw my rant about the bolshy beggar on Monday
Though if you're in the pub and the chuggers come round, the best one I normally have to hand is "Sorry, I just gave my change to the last guy that came round."
(LongJohnBaldry, Thu 2 Dec 2010, 14:25, Reply)