What time will she be home? -She won't.

[Svenskaflicka]

As I've mentioned time and time again, I've got a job working as a telephone marketing sales person - that's right, I'm one of those annoying people who call you at home and try to talk you into buying a toaster, a year-long subscription to the National Encyclopedia, socks, panties, music CD's, 7 issues of QUILT Magazine for the price of 6, and monthly supplies of postcards with motives of starving kids in Africa - great for sending to your friends!

The job is OK. Everynow and then, you call some rude person who screams ugly words at you and slams the phone down in your ear, but other times, you talk to sweet, nice people, people you have to force yourself to say goodbye to instead of chatting to all night.
And sometimes, you have really bad luck, and step right into the most sensitive time of a family's life - like I did tonight.

I called this family, and the father didn't speak Swedish, so he handed the phone to his son. I asked for the mother, and the son told me she wasn't home, but would be back in about 2 hours. I called back in 2 hours, and the son told me that she still hadn't returned. I called back again about 20 minutes later, hoping to catch the mother before I went home.

The boy's grandmother, an American woman, answered, and explained that the mother of the family had passed away about one month ago, and the son apparently couldn't bring himself to talk about this with a stranger on the phone. Would I please not call there again?
I apologized, said I was sorry for their loss, and promised to remove the woman's name off my list.
I felt awful - and at the same time rather angry. Why didn't the father of that poor kid talk to me on the phone? He could have just asked me if I spoke English! He could have just said "I'm not interested"!
How could he let his son talk to me TWICE instead of dealing with me himself?

 

[matriarch]

Grief makes people act very strangely.

Not your fault. No need to feel badly.

Mat

 

[Svenskaflicka]

I'm just glad it was the mother and not the kid. That happened to one of my co-workers - she called a family to sell them a computer game for children, and the kid had died a few weeks earlier.

The whole deal dampened my earlier joy somewhat - I'd broken my personal record, and sold 9 games in one evening, more than I've ever sold before. Yay me.

 

[snooper]

I had a similar experience canvassing for an election.
"Can we rely on your vote?" "Yes"
"And your husband's?" "No. He died this morning."

 

[Svenskaflicka]

I had a similar experience canvassing for an election.
"Can we rely on your vote?" "Yes"
"And your husband's?" "No. He died this morning."

Ouch!

But from what I've heard, sometimes politicians use the dead's names to tip the scale.

Isn't that the ultimate disrespect? Imagine living your whole life voting for the Democrats, and after you've died, some sneaky politician's assistent comes and mix with the votes and adds your name to the living voting for the Republicans!

 

[Liar]

A job like yours puts you right in the homes of hundreds of preople every day - and sometimes a little too far into their lives. I worked for a polling company for a while, like yours, except I wasn't selling stuff, just asked questions.

You got to talk to the strangest people sometimes. The usual "Don't other me (click)" replies and bored but cooperative replyers were the norm, but every once in a while...

I once called a number, and a man answered. The poll was aimed at women, so I asked to speak to the missus. He answered that she couldn't come to the phone right then, because she was unconscuious. I asked if he had called an ambulance or something.

He answered that they, and also the police, were on their way, because it was he who had thrown her down the stairs. And now he wanted to be locked up, since he was obviously more of a psycho then he had thought.

I didn't know quite what to say, except that I was sorry to bother him, and hung up. Then I called the police and told them what had happened.

They verified that the man had called and asked to be arrested and that they were on their way over.

The world is weird.

 

[Edward Teach]

The boy's grandmother, an American woman, answered, and explained that the mother of the family had passed away about one month ago, and the son apparently couldn't bring himself to talk about this with a stranger on the phone. Would I please not call there again?
I apologized, said I was sorry for their loss, and promised to remove the woman's name off my list.

Svenska, she may have made the story up. I have friends who tell telemarketers that the person they are asking for is dead.

I used to tell some of them that I had just declared bankruptcy.

Ed

 

[snooper]

In the UK we have a system which puts our telephone number on a list saying "Don't cold call me". Our number is on that, and the vast majority of companies respect it.

When someone ignores that expressed preference I wait until they are in their spiel and quietly put the phone beside its cradle and go back to what I was doing.

If they were still on the line half an hour later I would talk to them, but they never are.

 

[Lisa Denton]

My brothers answering machine message.......... sorry svens....
"If you're selling something I just got my eye poked out by a crack whore when she found out I didn't have any money and now I can't see to find my artificial leg to stumble down to the disability office to get my check but I think they cut me off anyhow cause I flunked the drug test but I really need to talk to somebody about my problems so please leave your name and number or please try me back later so we can talk awhile."

 

[Svenskaflicka]

Don't call me Sven...

 

[ABSTRUSE]

Don't call me Sven...

You reallly should post that in your sig line or have Laurell make it clear to all who join.

 

[damppanties]

Don't call me Sven...

Heheheh... just wait until... monday.

 

[Svenskaflicka]

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[ABSTRUSE]

Perfect!!!!

 

[Lisa Denton]

Don't call me Sven...

Sorry, didn't know, it wasn't an attempt to make you mad.

 

[ABSTRUSE]

Sorry, didn't know, it wasn't an attempt to make you mad.

Don't worry, a couple people make that mistake, but Svenska is really a pussycat.

 

[Guest]

Don't worry, a couple people make that mistake, but Svenska is really a pussycat.

But to her, the rest of us are all mice.