okay, so here’s the tupperware story.
last night, we went out to talk with some potential gamers – great conversation, and I’m thinking the gaming will go well once it starts. (grown-ups, and they are local!) then off to Fred Meyer for fun stuff like cat litter and new pillows. we get home around 9 pm, planning on making a little snack, watching the news, then off to bed. (ya, we lead way glamorous lives.)
the machine is blinking, its little red light flashing the presence of one new message. I’m wondering if it’s one of the q guys, checking to see if I’m still alive.
but no.
Anita, Tupperware consultant, wanting to know if we want to host a party & get a free gift. you’ve got to be kidding! of course, we’re both just wondering…why the *@#% is she calling us? so Chad picks up the phone and calls. I didn’t get to hear her end of that, but it sounds like she got my name from “a friend.” wha? we talk for a bit, laughing, mostly. then I decide to call, since she asked for me.
from memory:
I ask where she got my name.
from a friend
and who is this friend?
Michelle (or it might’ve been Melissa, I don’t have my notes here.)
Michelle who? (’cause I’m still thinking that this is my friend.)
Michelle…Smith (the Smith part I remember…because it made me pretty damn suspicious.)
what’s her phone number?
that’s private (now I’m kinda pissed.)
so’s my phone number.
oh, I’m sorry; it’s not listed? (some serious snotty attitude here.)
so I ask her to put me on her “do not call” list, like I do to all the telemarketers. she says she doesn’t have one. I’m not sure if I said that was the law, or something about soliciting. here’s where she goes into the line that she’s not soliciting.
and here’s where Chad breaks in & asks me to put it on speakerphone…which is where life always gets a little exciting in our household. the next minute or so was escalating shouting & accusations, serious bad attitude from Anita, she’s not selling anything, etc., etc. she’s going to call the phone company and have our number blocked. (that would be lovely; I’d be happy to do the same to you, babe.)
hang up the phone. a minute later, the phone rings. now it’s Anita’s friend. again, speakerphone, and we ask where they got our number. turns out…the phone book. (I’m wondering how many other Nelsons in Lakewood got a call last night….) again I ask to be put on the “do not call” list, Chad bitches her out about unwanted solicitation calls. and they insist that they’re not soliciting. yeah, sure, uh-huh.
I guess Chad called the Attorney General today, to figure out what the law is. might be about time to bust some amateur telemarketers! 🙂
and now I know why he calls that sort of thing “cheap therapy” – it’s kinda fun….