"It's for you..."

A telemarketer called me today, reading a speech about the deal of a lifetime.

I replied, "Did you know you're calling a business?"

"Yes" he said, rather disenchanted.

"Well, you'll have to remove us from your calling list. We're a charity so we just aren't interested," I said, politely.

HE HUNG UP ON ME!!

I decided to *69 him. I asked to speak to the manager. Then I reported him!

He hung up on me??!! HE'S THE TELEMARKETER! I'm supposed to hang up on him!

Anyway, beware someone selling sunglasses from a 701 area code...

In an ironic twist of fate, Ken and I were busy signing 300 receipts this evening in his office and we heard Myrna yelling her head off in the the lounge.

"She is probably talking to someone who is hard of hearing," I told Ken.

As I walked by, she motioned wildly to me asked me to take the phone.

She handed me the receiver and there was this voice on the other end yelling, ranting and raving without a breath. Myrna had been trying to talk overtop of him. I hung up on him.

Myrna was horrified! I said, "Myrna, what else can we do? He won't listen and he is so angry. If he truly wants to talk he will call back. Unfortunately, some people don't have compassion for the poor and there is nothing we can do to change that."

I wonder if it was the sunglasses dude.