A Brief, But Timely, Note to Telephone Solicitors I just want you to know that I respect you as human beings. I may need to apply for the same job someday. You never know. No disrespect from me. I understand that you are trying to make a living. You may have other mouths to feed too. In my mind, I imagine you live pretty modestly, or are this close (imagine me holding finger and thumb up...with about a ...say...two inch span between them) to being overwhelmed by some burden that has fallen on to your back due to your own choices or circumstances beyond your control. If you are a smoker, I bet you have to stand outside the building you make your calls from during your breaks, and on days like this. That must truly suck. I dont smoke, but I can sympathize with those who are having a difficult time giving it up, and then are compelled to smoke outside - sometimes of their own homes if they have kids or a partner who objects. I even once saw a frail, skeletal woman outside of the Health Sciences Centre, wearing an oversized, ratty old sweater over the obligatory blue dressing gown, attached to an IV pole, puffing away on a winters day. But I digress...Telephone Solicitors: What I offer now is a cautionary tale of sorts. Let me just say to you all, that I dont want or need you to phone me about anything. If I want or need some kind of services I will do the research and determine what works best for my particular circumstances. You see, I have discovered a miraculous invention known as Call Display. It works wonderfully. When you call me on my home phone just as I am about to tuck into my supper, I look over at the phone display and see that I dont know you, or that you are Unknown Caller, I smile slightly and shuffle back to my table, tuck my bib back in and say a short, inaudible prayer for the inventor of call display; may he or she rest in peace, (if in repose already). I then continue with my meal. If I have the foresight, the phone is propped up on the table so I can see who is calling while I am eating, without having to rise from the table. Unfortunately, my dear, old cell phone (9 year old Sony Ericsson), doesnt have call display, and I have only shared my number with a select few individuals. Therefore, I am relatively assured that whomever calls me will be someone I want to speak with. Of course, there was that 2 year period where people kept calling for Rob, whoever the heck Rob, is was, or will be (All I know for sure is that he aint me!). Anyways...mistaken identity calls aside...family aside...Telephone Solicitors are the only people who call me on my cell phone. Soooo...excuse me, Maureen ...if I was abrupt with you today. If you call me again tomorrow, I will likely answer, and will certainly be abrupt again, and again, and again. Please dont take it personally. Just dont put yourself through it, please. The more you call , the more abrupt I will be. Just sayin. I know you are a human being, trying to scrape together enough cash to pay the bills. I just dont want to speak with you. When you compel me to speak with you, because I am too thrifty to add call display to my cell phone, I will be unhappy, because I dont want to do it. If I want or need something from you, Ill call you.
Posted on: Wed, 19 Nov 2014 19:33:06 +0000