love11's experience with the dog reminded me of going door to door out in the country and how we'd pull up to these farm houses where dogs would come tearing up to the car pretty regularly. Whoever was driving would always honk the horn and force these people to either come out of their houses or out of the barn to deal with us. I hated it. I thought it was the rudest behavior I'd ever seen and wanted to hide when they'd come up to the car, usually pretty angry at being disturbed like that.
I think one of the last times I went out in service, the two gals that I was with decided to work a very busy shopping center parking lot. For some reason I froze. I couldn't do it. I was humiliated to be there at all while they defied the shopping center management (who, they informed me smugly, would kick them out if they found out we were there), and humiliated in front of the two sisters because I could not force myself to join in. Double whammy.