I know, I've been a bit behind in my new series of helpful hints and solutions. So I just wanted to give you a lovely idea that helped me handle those pesky telemarketers. I don't have any trouble with them, as I have no "real life". However, my best friend Cricket is inundated with 'em.
Now, I know that there are "Do not call" numbers that you can ring to fight these tedious folk, but that is not so much fun. For example, I picked up Cricket's phone at the shore, to the lovely call from a stranger wanting to sell. Now, I hate to leave a good opportunity to lie. So I did.
I explained that I wasn't the home owner, didn't know them and in fact, I'd just broken in to this empty house. I waited, but none of the local police force came. Shame. I love a man in a uniform.
Next unsolicited call you get, look at it as a chance to let your imagination free. These people need to know that their calls are valued, for the great improv ground that they supply. Let me know how it goes.
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Love the posts. Here in the uk we can get lots of junk mail containing forms and self addressed envelopes back to the company. Always fun to mix up the contents from various mailings and send back random stuff to each company. A bonus is that it costs the company in postage.
My severe depression blog at www.strayblackdog.co.uk . All the best.
You don't have "real life"?
You even receive this kind of calls!
My social life is so dead that not even telemarketers phone I receive any longer.
LOL
My brother once told a telemarketer that he couldn't accept their free cruise because he had no legs. "I got no legs" he said, "Can I still go?"
I love my brother. You guys should meet and wreak havoc upon the industry.
ANONYMOUS~
And I'm sure that you've heard the great stand-by:
Oh, thanks for calling me with this compelling information. I'm a bit too busy to listen right now. Can I get your personal number and call you back at my convenience?
Or:
Hang on while I grab a pen and paper...........*walks away to make tea and toast*
ANDREW~
Brilliant idea! I can't believe I have this huge box of recycling, when I could have just mixed and posted.
Actually, that might be a great art project. You could include a photocopy of a poem, a drawing, photo, or some glitter.
Will pop by soon.
ANA~
No, girl, I have no "real life'. I only got to chat with the dread telemarketer because I answered my friend Cricket's phone!
SAM~
Hot poop on a Pringle! I love him already!
BTW, Happy Birthday, ma petite chou!
Did you ever see the Van Sant film "Kids"? There was a scene on the subway, where a guy with NO legs wheels through the train on a dolly.
He has a cup of change in one hand, which he uses as a percussion, chanting in a sing-song,
"I have no le-egs, I have no legs!"
Ching, ching.
"I have no le-egs, I have no legs!"
Ching, ching.
You are brilliant! And oh, what blog fodder that would have been if the police showed up.
crap! this is embarrassing, coming back in here because I "forgot my coat" (aka, forgot to subscribe to the comments)
NANNY~
Funny how they're never around when you need 'em!
Thanks for picking up your coat. Reminds me I should be doing that myself.....
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