No escaping telemarketers
- November
- 12
It’s bad enough telemarketers drove me so nuts at home that I’ve gone cellular only.
Of course, that didn’t keep them from finding out my cell phone number and bothering me on that line.
But now they’ve invaded my last refuge—my line at work.
Sure, I’d get a call once in a while offering something or other, but today it got out of hand.
First there was the call about my car’s warranty.
“Your manufacturer’s warranty may have run out. This is our third call and could be your last opportunity to renew and avoid the expense of costly repairs.”
I’ve been getting this call on and off for two weeks and I’m thinking this was more like their 20th call.
If I was interested, the recorded voice prompted me, I should touch 1.
When I did, I got someone asking me my car’s year, make and model.
He was mightily offended when I responded, “You tell me. You’re the one who called.”
I guess I hurt his feelings because he hung up.’
Then there was a call from a woman with a lovely voice offering me a free Dell computer.
Touch 1 she said.
When a man answered, I told him to tell the woman he works with to stop calling me.
Minutes later, there was a call from Kelly, who sounded a lot like the woman in the Dell call.
Kelly cautioned that she knew I was paying too much in credit card interest.
I don’t think so, but I was curious as to why she thought that.
I touched 1.
A man answered this time, too, and asked if I’d like to talk to a credit consultant.
No, I said, but I’d love to talk to Kelly.
“Oh, she works in the other building,” he said.
I told him to call her and tell her to forget my number.











