Sunday, July 29, 2007

Telemarketers

I don't even have a land line anymore, just woke up one morning and realized that I was pretty much paying for people to call me at odd hours and hit me up for money. The Do Not Call list has too many exemptions, in my opinion, and just about everyone that I wanted to talk to had my cell. The house phone would just sit on the counter gathering dust until someone wanted to find out if I wanted to help the starving pygmies in New Guinea, or something.


Heh, a couple of times, when asked for my home phone number during the course of certain purchases, I would 'accidentally' give out an erroneous number. Thankfully, whenever this happened my lady friend would helpfully point out "that's not your number, silly!"


*Sigh*


A couple of similar conversations and one blog post recently have reminded me of this clip; a couple of key strokes later, here you go. To summarize, a radio station playing an audio clip of an telemarketially irritated homeowner (Tom Maibe) playing a joke on a hapless telemarketer (Mike). Made me piddle, just a little bit.


4 comments:

SpeakerTweaker said...

Oh God...

Sides hurting...

Handprints on face to keep from waking up family...

That was the one of the funniest things I've ever heard.



tweaker

Deborah Aylward said...

"Made me piddle, just a little bit".

God's Nightgown!!!, but that is hilarious!!! Thank you, sir!!!

Veritas et Fidelis Semper

Deborah Aylward said...

P.S. The video, not the piddling part.

Veritas et Fidelis Semper

Johnny Law said...

Oh that's good stuff!