Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Curse the Telemarketers

You know what really burns me? Dialing machines.

No, not hysterical ones, like the "auto-dialer" from that episode of the Simpsons. I'm talking about the machines that so many large organizations use to call lists of people.

I have a basic problem with this scenario: I answer the phone, and say "Hello" in a jocular fashion. As I am prone to do.

The response on the other side of the line? Nothing. You know why? Because a machine called me, and the person operating the machine has to then realize that a person is on the line, and at that time engage the caller in civil conversation.

That 3-4 second delay? I refuse to accept that. If you don't have the time to dial my number yourself, and be ready to speak to me when I answer, then I will not wait for you.



This also prevents me from having to say no to so many charitable organizations that are trying to squeeze $100 out of me.

This problem originates with my beautiful and kindhearted wife. She is physically unable to say no to a person calling our house soliciting funds. She just can't do it. And once you've said yes, even once, you enter a 2-3 year cycle of charity callers.

"So, can we put you down for a $50 donation to the local police auxiliary?"

"Uh, no, that's OK. I don't need a donation from you, thanks. Have a day."



Call me mean spirited, or callous. I can handle it.

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