I had to get mean once, when they encircled me with the stuff.
I was trying to get my group to stop or at least help, and they took off on me.
And then these young things with the misters hemmed me in, it was a miracle anyone could see me.
One made the mistake of spritzing me in the face.
Then she made the comment that it smelled nice on me.
Followed by her shocked and surprised shriek.
When in Rome, do as the Romans do, and I had 'Roman Hands'..
I do so hate it when sales people don't listen to polite requests to stop.
Oh dear.
Hopefully you weren't thrown out of the mall....