Telephone Wars
I remember being a small child and being so excited to hear the phone ring. I was so excited when my mom allowed me to answer it. I quickly learned, of course, of the dreaded telemarketing calls.
Considering my 3 year stint with no home phone, and very few cell phone telemarketers, I had forgotten how fucking annoying telemarketers were. Now, without caller ID (which the bastards at AT&T would charge me for)I have to assume that a call incoming is one from friends, family, etc. This of course is only the case 25% of the time.
So, just about 10 minutes ago, my phone rang. Im in the process of getting ready to take a nice hot shower so I'm half out of my clothing. Then that fucking phone begins to ring. Pants half way back up I fumble downstairs (after all this could be like my mother calling about christmas). I search for a good two rings until I see the phone on the kitchen table. I breathlessly answer. The lady on the other end says "CONGRATULATIONS MRS. LOW ERR OOD! YOU HAVE WON...." I didn't get past that point. I interrupted. "I'm sorry this isn't Mrs. Low err ood, can you please hold?" I then come back up stairs and think I must post my bitching about the telemarketers prior to said shower. Wait...she's still on hold. DAMMIT HOW RUDE OF ME. But not quite rude enough. Next time I must have a better plan. Suggestions? Anyone?
