Tuesday, June 06, 2006

Call My House Phone. I Dare You.

I am a telemarketers worst nightmare. I spent an hour with one this evening. I demanded they convince me not to get a sex change.

They failed, and felt very, very bad about it. It's been a long time since I've made a grown man cry. I forgot how invigorating it can be.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

meanie. once I had a tellamarketer call and i ended up talking to him for a good half hour about his life my life-- we shot the shit so to speak. he was an older dude. bored at work, quiting soon. it was fun.