A Strange Sale

So a couple of days ago, I drive up and see a young woman going door to door(no doubt selling or hustling). She sees me - EEK! I have been spotted by the hunter. I can either stop with my tail in the air like a deer in headlights, or make a run for it.

I choose that latter, as any good card carrying coward would!

I go change, and notice that although it is 83 degrees in the house, Dear Old Dad has decided to leave the AC off. I remedy this obvious memory lapse the Old Guy had. I have changed into some khaki shorts and a sleeveless workout tee (basically I scrubbed out), having forgotten about the Villainous Predator that lurks outside.

So I check out my fav pasttime - Dallas Cowboys.com - when I hear the door knock.

Curses! I have been snared! She knows that I am here - I cannot in good form simply ignore her.

I answer the door - and regardless of the fact that she is quite obviously a tree hugging sign carrying liberal communist throw-red-paint-on-rich-people-wearing-animal-skins girl, she is, well, kinda cute!

And I do what any guy would do - put on a dumb smile and allow her to proceed in her hustle.

We talk - she wants me to donate 36 dollars to a cause that will stop a landfill from extending its territory without warning the public. I relinquish the cash because she is nice looking, interesting to talk to and has definitely struck me by the fact that she is willing to go door to door and gettng laughed at because she believes in a cause.

I know what you are thinking - why are we talking about this? Trust me, my dear loving reader, I am getting there.

I ask her to come on in while I write a check. She asks me what I do (a question that I am becoming increasingly tired of in American society). I tell her student at UTA.

And she says the words I have heard in my head ever since...

"Oh - business student?"

What?!?!?! Business student? Do I reek of corporate stench? Have I grown so used to being in the business world in 3 short years that my demeanor and overall appearance strictly screams that I am a busness student?

I think she was genuinely shocked to learn that I wanted to study philosophy or some other Liberal Art. She told me that she had considered going to UTA to study Human Anthropology and asked my opinion of UTA. I told her the truth - it is nothing more than a commuter school. You are capable of learning at the institution, but you have to find a niche.

We also got into a discussion about an essay that I am writing. It seemed to intrigue her, yet I was still annoyed that I had been pinned down so easily.

You may read this blog and think that I judged her based on her appearance, but I was authentically interested in what she had to say - it was semiintriguing. But I am quite disturbed that she was so quick to judge me as an obvious right wing card carrying corporate business stiff learning to navigate through the Wall Street jungle. I feel that I captured her attention when I mentioned philosophy - perhaps she has never heard the words expounded from the parted lips of a guy who also happend to cleanly part his hair in a business style.

Oh well - hopefully I made an influence on her. Maybe she learned not to judge what a person may be simply because they have some of the mannerisms that fall into the corporate stereo type.

Or maybe I am not so influential.