Telemarketing

...or How I forgot my roots.

Yes, I used to be a tele-fundraiser at one point in time. One very short point in time. I milked money out of old, guilt-laden ladies for causes such as the Red Cross, NY Centers for Child Abuse (sanctioned spanking?), and Mothers Against Drunk Driving. However, after about 3.5 months I decided enough was enough.

I'd much rather work at McDonalds cleaning out the fry grease then ever do that again. So now I just get snippy with those that do call:


Tommy Telemarketer: "Hello! Is Mr. or Mrs. Sheetz there?"

Me: "Who?"

TT: "Mrs. Sheetz"

Me: "I'm sorry, you have the wrong number"

TT: "Are you sure there isn't a dorothy sheetz there?"

Me: "I could check for you, but I'm pretty sure there isn't" ::click::

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