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Originally Posted by Fatt
I had a great time with a telemarketer once. They woke me up from a drunken stooper, and I started throwing up half way through the sales pitch. I had a cordless phone, so I clutched the side of the toilet with one hand, and stayed on the line with the other. The best was the fact that the sales woman tried her hardest to stay on the line and sell me on insurance for my gas lines, but she eventually gave up.
*ring* *ring*
"... You just called at the wrong time"
"Hello! I'm [somebody] from Nicor Gas. How are you doing today?"
"I'm really not holding up too good."
"I'm sorry to hear that, but please consider this to brighten up your day."
*mnph* "oh man I really can't" *mnph*
"I can set you up with leak insurance for only-"
*BBBLLLARGGG!!*
"-Um sir? Are you okay?"
"I need hel-" *BBLLLARGG!*
That's the gist of it.
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She looked for that... rofl... i guess she had her day done with that:biggrin:
the few times i have been bothered by one telemarketer i just hang up on them after a few polite curses :aargh: :biggrin:
they get 14 dollars an hour (i've heard thats what they get) to get insulted or yelled at... how smart are they)
Jam it back in, in the dark.