Oh Metro Lady, how many times must I tell you NO!?

Anyone who walks down Bute in the mornings, or for that matter, on the south side of Robson street weekday mornings knows immediately who I mean.
There is a grandmotherly, grey haired woman, in a green Metro smock. The first day I saw her, she startled me into jumping. She was hiding - well, i call it hiding, she probably called it 'standing' or some other innocuous activity - behind the Nutrition House at Robson & Bute.
She's hiding, lying in wait, for unsuspecting commuters to walk past, innocently going to work, to pounce and shove the "paper" at you.
She must really really love her job, because she acts as though it is her life's mission to make you take that paper, but for the love of whoever you consider holy, stop it woman!
I don't want your paper. I see you every morning, twice! Once on the way TO the gym at 8 am, once on the way HOME from the gym at 9 am. It's only been an hour! Are you sure you don't recognize me or do you seriously think, in your heart of hearts, that this time will be the time you succeed?!
So, please Metro Lady, just quit it, ok? You'll never wear me down. I'll never take your paper; in fact, as of this morning, I'm making it my life's mission to never ever give you the satisfaction of taking your paper.
Ever.









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Oh I am so with you on this one. That woman's like a coiled spring. If I want the Metro, I'll ask for it - you don't need to step in front of me and try to force it on me. I think I've seen her at the Burrard Skytrain station too. She pretty much blocks your way when you're trying to go down the stairs from Burrard Street.