Drove past a roadside census on the drive home this evening. They had a taxi-rank-style lane set up to the side of the road, and were pulling over (presumably a random sample of) cars into it, so people in natty flourescent-yellow jackets could ask questions.
Despite my best Jedi-mind-trick efforts to will them to me, I wasn’t chosen, and so didn’t get to find out what they were asking about. (Actually, I was even sadder than that – got to the roundabout at the end of the road and went back past them for another try… And still they ignored me! :-))