Wednesday, June 18, 2003

I just hung up on a phone solicitor a minute ago. What a terrible thing to do to someone who had such an awful job, yet I felt I had to do it or be stuck with her pitching me for the rest of the day. She sounded like a middle aged or older woman, and she was calling on behalf of a window and door company. “The reason I’m calling,” she said, “ is that someone from our company will be in your neighborhood tomorrow, taking measurements and giving estimates….” “Click,” I hung up on her. My windows and doors are fine; they haven’t been giving me any trouble. But if I had refused the lady politely, she might’ve extended the conversation, tried to tell me that you never know about windows and doors, even if they’re your own, and how much better I’d feel if I let one of their experts have a look, for no charge, mind you, just to make sure everything was OK. So I could have some piece of mind, you understand? Yeah, I’ve been through that with phone solicitors. They never want to let you go. They get people mad at them and take insults all day long. What kind of country is this, where people are so desperate they’ll take phone solicitor jobs? Can’t we pool our resources and get our heads together and figure out a way people won’t have to sink to these depths to make money? 10:18:57 AM