h the disabled, fundraisers and other good causes. I ignore charity-donation-workers in the shoppingstreet (it's better for all parties to leave me alone on a saturday when I come out of the H&M) and lie to people going door to door for money, saying that I already sponsor the other charity involved with children, animals, fill in any random disease. Although I do donate to the WWF and buy Pink Ribbon Magazine, hell, I even took pictures of my naked boobs and posted them on the Viva-website for breastcancer. But this was something else...For some reason people think you want to poison them if you just give them the cookies. For fun. To make them smile. Without any marketing trick. They are not used to it anymore, which is quite sad when you think about it. So they end up shaking their head and ignoring me with my biscuit-tin and hawaii-necklace. I actually found it difficult to walk up to people and offer them my glazed biscuits, to my own surprise. In total it was a good thing, it did make people happy (just not me as much as I'd hoped) and I have learned that trying to make people happy costs a lot of energy. The most heard comment was: 'no, thank you'. Which pleased me a lot, because people obviously still say thank you.
Within an hour or so, we got through our stash of heart-shaped cookies, sweets, waffles and cakes and I was frozen. One of the women suggested to get some more, and I swear I could have killed her. Not a very optimistic, happy respons, I know. I just wanted to sit down somewhere, warm up and drink hot chocolate with whipped cream. And I have to say, I might not be optimistic, but I am persuasive, because within 10 minutes we were packed up and ready to get out of there.
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