Telemarketers use to be fun. When one of them called, my goal was to entertain myself and keep them on the phone as long as possible. Like a reverse inservice. If I was going to spend my time on the phone, then it seemed fair that some amusement should be my reward. My rationale was that if they were going to interrupt my day, then we should have a real conversation and make it worthwhile. Most of them were good sports and would apologize when they really had to get off the phone. I could then add one to the win column.
Once, I had an older lady in Florida put a curse on my septic tank, and slam down the phone on me. All is changed now with the introduction of robot computers. No resident sense of humor here. Mechanical noise masked as monologue. So... I guess the time has come not to be at "Beck 'n Call."
