and the communications major in me felt sympathy for them, and we decided to stop and answer their questions.
They turned out, however, to be little more than SketchFest 2010 on a quest to sell us some lame-o magazines.
They majorly ticked off Katelyn and me in their attempt to make a sale.
I couldn't help thinking that they must have skipped a bunch of key communications classes
because these guys knew zilch about demographics, public relations,
and, oh, basic human decency.