I puzzle over the phenomenon of human signs. They appeared on street corners several years ago, waving signs for various businesses, often dressed outlandishly and sometime dancing around. This unsettles me for several reasons.
First, it must demean those who do this. They must feign interest in strangers and reduce themselves to animated signage.
Second, one feels strange being hailed by a stranger for a product or service one does not want. It may be worse than a robot call, since humans are functionally the robots here.
Third, I feel sorry for these souls, no matter how much he or she may smile or dance. Work time must drag on and on. It is often too cold or too hot. And recently, I saw a bedraggled man in an electric wheel chair holding a sign. This was probably the only job he could find.
Why must we have these living signs?