Longtime readers are well aware that I enjoy telemarketers. This evening I received another call that reminded me just how uninvolved some of these telemarketers are with their jobs.
Telemarketer: Can I speak with Mr. Shack please?
Jack: Sorry, he is in Lebanon waiting to be evacuated.
Telemarketer: Oh, is there another financial decision maker in the house?
Jack: Unfortunately, no. She is also in Lebanon. Mr. Shack flew there as part of a rescue operation and now they are both stuck.
Telemarketer: Is there a number that I can use to reach them?
Jack: You might try calling the A-Team. I hear that Face can still fly a plane and Hannibal just might be able to devise a plan that you can use to reach them.
Telemarketer: Ok, I'll try calling back at a later date.
Jack: Preferably when they aren't fighting terrorists.
I hate to think about how much this person must dislike their job. They didn't react to anything, or maybe I am just one of millions of people giving the same excuse.
1 comment:
I love it Jack -- messing with telemarketers is what can turn a normal day into a special one. Just yesterday someone called from citibank trying to sell credit fraud insurance. I just let him do his shpiel and after 3 or 4 minutes, I asked him how I could be sure that HE wasn't a fraud. He didn't have a good answer so I bid hiim goodbye...
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