apocalypsos: (nanites)
tatty bojangles ([personal profile] apocalypsos) wrote2003-10-23 11:30 pm

*snerk*

I completely forgot my mom said this.

Telemarketer: What are you doing to combat the high cost of heating bills?
My mother: I set my kids on fire.

See, there's a reason I'm like this. :)

Okay, off to bed with me.
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[personal profile] storm_dancer 2003-10-23 08:39 pm (UTC)(link)
BWA-HA-HA!

Your mom rules.

[identity profile] out-there.livejournal.com 2003-10-23 08:44 pm (UTC)(link)
*giggles*

[identity profile] cmstephens.livejournal.com 2003-10-23 09:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Before, I thought you were just a tad... odd. (In the good way, mind you.) But now I see where you got it from...

[identity profile] anne-jumps.livejournal.com 2003-10-23 10:11 pm (UTC)(link)
My grandfather (or stepgrandfather) would response to telephone carpet salespeople with "We don't have any floors."

[identity profile] tocomfortyou.livejournal.com 2003-10-23 11:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Your mom and my mom would get along so well.

"What are you doing to help combat this falling economy with no source of income?"
"You'd be surprised how much a kidney goes for these days."
"Heh, you look fine to me."
"Oh, it's not my kidney."

[identity profile] apocalypsos.livejournal.com 2003-10-24 05:28 am (UTC)(link)
I used to feel sorry for telemarketers who were stupid enough to call my house. Especially the long-distance phone people. My mom works in customer service at the local phone company. *evil grin*

I always have this mental image of long-distance telemarketers hanging up on my mom and stumbling around the office muttering, "I don't know what happened. It's like she knew more than I did!"

[identity profile] itmustbebunnies.livejournal.com 2003-10-24 05:07 am (UTC)(link)
ROTFL
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[identity profile] sleepyaardvark.livejournal.com 2003-10-24 10:38 am (UTC)(link)
My mom used to confuse the hell out of long distance telemarketing people.

TM: [would go through his whole little spiel]
Mom: "Well that sounds great...but I'm afraid we wouldn't be interested. We don't have a phone"
TM: Oh, OK...have a good afternoon then.
[click]

Occasionally you'd get one where the following few lines were added on:

[pause]
TM: Uhh..OK if you don't have a phone, how am I talking to you?
Mom: Well I don't know, but our phone got cut off months ago.
TM: Oh. Uh. OK then.
[click]

Of course, I have my own way of dealing with them:

Me [realizing its a telemarketer]: "OK, sure, could you hold on just a second"
TM: "Sure"
[long pause]
Me [in slow husky voice] "So...what are you wearing?"
[click]