In one of the subterranean tunnels of Quarry Bay MTR station at 10 a.m. or thereabouts on a workday:
A: Hey, I’ll be there in 15 minutes. I’m on my way now in a taxi.
B: Mister, would you like to participate in an MTR survey?
A: [Stops] Uh, sure.
I kinda wished I’d turned round and got a good look at this character (just in case the person ends up interviewing at my company!).