It's 9:30pm and the phone rang. It was one of those "on the behalf of (our bank)" telemarketers.
Me: Hello
Telemarketer: Hi may I speak to (Aarons name)
Me: He isn't available
Telemarketer: May I speak to Heather (horrible mispronunciation of my last name)
Me: Speaking
Telemarketer: Hi Mrs. Co-bull....
Me: Ko-bell (it's how it's pronounced)
Telemarketer: (goes on with spiel and every single time she says my last name she doesn't say it properly and I correct her)
*when she hits the point of trying to sign me up*
Me: Sorry not interested
Telemarketer: (keeps pushing the matter)
Me: You realize it's 9:30 here right?
Telemarketer: You live in Cranbrook right?
Me: Yes
Telemarketer: Then it's only 8:30 there!
Me: No it's 9:30
Telemarketer: You live in BC and it's only 8:30
Me: ..... are you really trying to argue with me on this? We are mountain time here and I know what time it is.
Telemarketer: No, it's only....
Me: *hangs up*
I have done telemarketing so I tend to be pretty nice to the people doing the job but I have to admit my inner "rhymes with witch" comes out in situations like this. I used to light up a smoke in these cases to keep me from becoming overly aggressive but I can't smoke in the house because Aaron vetos it and I can't just step outside because 2yrs ago they banned smoking on the complex grounds and it's just not feasible to bundle myself up to walk out to the street to stand there and have a smoke.
So I wish my setup would hurry up and get here.
Me: Hello
Telemarketer: Hi may I speak to (Aarons name)
Me: He isn't available
Telemarketer: May I speak to Heather (horrible mispronunciation of my last name)
Me: Speaking
Telemarketer: Hi Mrs. Co-bull....
Me: Ko-bell (it's how it's pronounced)
Telemarketer: (goes on with spiel and every single time she says my last name she doesn't say it properly and I correct her)
*when she hits the point of trying to sign me up*
Me: Sorry not interested
Telemarketer: (keeps pushing the matter)
Me: You realize it's 9:30 here right?
Telemarketer: You live in Cranbrook right?
Me: Yes
Telemarketer: Then it's only 8:30 there!
Me: No it's 9:30
Telemarketer: You live in BC and it's only 8:30
Me: ..... are you really trying to argue with me on this? We are mountain time here and I know what time it is.
Telemarketer: No, it's only....
Me: *hangs up*
I have done telemarketing so I tend to be pretty nice to the people doing the job but I have to admit my inner "rhymes with witch" comes out in situations like this. I used to light up a smoke in these cases to keep me from becoming overly aggressive but I can't smoke in the house because Aaron vetos it and I can't just step outside because 2yrs ago they banned smoking on the complex grounds and it's just not feasible to bundle myself up to walk out to the street to stand there and have a smoke.
So I wish my setup would hurry up and get here.
