I Hate Telemarketers!

Hahaha, seems to be another sub-normal day in my life, and I've come to realize many fascinating facets of existence, like my utter hatred for telemarketers. Now, I know that they have a job to do, but in all honestly, I hate phones to begin with, they always manage to disrupt my concentration when I'm working on a new piece with their infernal ringing, and then when I answer them thinking that my friends or family are calling me, it turns out to be some annoying telemarketer pushing any given item on Earth on me and not taking no for an answer... Then there are the political and religious groups that lecture you for three minutes about how the universe will implode if you don’t think the same way they do before you even get a clue what the heck they stand for… I can appreciate the struggle these people have in order to garner attention, but honestly, I just wish the same telemarketers or awareness groups wouldn’t call more than twice in a week… I mean, can’t they just cross my name out the first time I say “NO” instead of persistently spam the hell out of me hoping that I’ll change my answer?

Honestly, I'd like to be ruder to people I don't care about, will never see and will never know, but if it's one thing that I seem to be incapable of, it's being rude. So rather than slamming the phone down in pure piss-officity, I listen to whatever they have to say and waste my time and try to sympathize with their marketing plight to win me over. Let me make this clear, if I wanted to buy something, I’d do the research and come to you, not the other way around. Of course, all of my frustration is gathering into a single black ball of densely purified hatred that will randomly explode at any given telemarketer who calls me from this day on, but till then, I'll probably still be incapable of being a rude jerk on the phone.

Hmmm... I wonder why I'm naturally afraid of the phone... it could be because of the fear of dialing the wrong number, or the disembodied voices, seeing as how I tend to rely on reading people's body language frequently... more likely than not though, it's because of all of the scary phone calls I received from my hostile relatives growing up. When your relatives scream at you in a foreign language like they're coming to their house to kill you and there's no one at home to translate, it gets a little scary.

It's not that I'm absolutely afraid of the phone, it's just that I feel at a disadvantage when I speak on it, like playing tennis on a sinking ship, and I am unable to use my full social abilities when limited only to voice. As you can guess, I don't have a cell phone, the disturbance in the peace that comes from the ringing seems to make me slightly paranoid when I take it every where I go, hahaaha. Hmmm… anyhow, thankfully I have a pretty good e-mail service that filters out pretty much 100% of the spam that has turned my old hotmail account into a digital wasteland -- gmail rocks!