To: Sick Kids Hospital Charity Collectors

I see you guys very often on my way to work or during the afternoon when I go for lunch. You strategically position yourself on opposite sides of the sidewalk from each other so that you can catch me regardless of what direction I may be walking in. Lately I’ve taken to just wearing my iPod so that you think perhaps I won’t hear you … but you’re relentless! You just won’t give up!

There's that saying: It’s not what you say, it’s how you say it.
Well, in this case, it's actually what you say.

“Do you have a minute for Sick Kids?”

What are you saying exactly? If I don’t stop, I don’t have a minute for sick kids? That I can’t spare a minute for a sick child? That I am so busy that I can’t even take 1 minute out of my day for sick children?!

That’s nice, just imply that I don’t have time for children who are ill. Try to make people feel bad so they will give you money.

Screw off, you don’t even know me.