Wrong Demographic

I wonder what demographic I outwardly represent.  There were some political canvassers in the neighborhood this afternoon, and they gingerly avoided me while I changed the oil in my car.  They were yelling loudly and knocking on the doors of other homes, although few answered.  It’s like they were more comfortable leaving flyers rubber-banded to doorknobs than actually talking to people.

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