I have mentioned my lack of fondness for telemarketers before.
Caller ID is a wonderful thing, but sometimes old habits die hard. Sometimes I just automatically pick up the phone and say hello like I think I am still a teenager waiting on a call from my best friend and, of course, it will be her on the line. Except it's not.
-Good evening, Ma'am! ( yes, it is 6 p.m. and I have dinner simmering on the stove) This is ________ and I am representing the Professional Firefighters of VT. What a beautiful day, we have had! Are you enjoying this gorgeous weather?"
-What do you want?
-Woah! That is the second time in a row I got that same response!
-So why are you calling?
-Well, if you don't want to engage in pleasantries about the weather, I might as well just hang up.
-Good idea! Thanks! Bye!
Did someone do a psychological study demonstrating that if you tried to cozy up all friendly to someone, that someone would be more likely to go along with the hidden agenda? Because I think that was a seriously flawed study.
And, yes, I know I was rude...I prefer the term brusque...but this fake friendly routine really gets on my nerves.