Yesterday was not my day. Not only did I spend too much time glued to news channels, but a salesman came to my door since the hubby pulled down my “no soliciting” sign. I told the man I wasn’t interested and he came back with another man!
Not only do I really dislike opening my door to a stream of unbreakable words, I don’t like answering the phone to it either. I was polite to the man at my door even though I’d already dealt with several other sales calls.
For some reason, telemarketing numbers are no longer showing up on my Caller ID. I’m getting a blank screen. This wouldn’t be a big deal because the broken ring lets me know it’s a sales call. I normally just ignore it.
However, when my agent calls, the ring is broken.
I’ve never answered so many telemarketer calls in my life!
Three yesterday. THREE! And I was outside on the third one. I nearly broke my ankle getting to the phone for a credit card company. Grr.
IMO, a bank should protect their customers with automatic ID theft protection. They keep calling, trying to sell me insurance for it. They actually asked how I plan to take care of this on my own should it happen. I said they should automatically cover me. The lady on the phone had no answer for that. Apparently, my business means little to them.
Which is good since they lost it.
I did manage to get around five hundred words in all this. <g> (Had to pick a sick child up from school, too.)
I expect I’ll be escaping into my fiction a lot in the coming weeks. I’ve been overdosing on dishonest political rhetoric and media squabbles–time to take a break, eh? 😉