tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8664692.post114740327949168519..comments2023-12-06T03:46:24.877-05:00Comments on Jumping at the Ground and Missing: Nemesis HNT and AnecdotesChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10869574150060699562noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8664692.post-1147576528355330542006-05-13T23:15:00.000-04:002006-05-13T23:15:00.000-04:00Oh lord, I am laughing my ass off, BEGONE!I love h...Oh lord, I am laughing my ass off,<BR/> BEGONE!<BR/>I love him too!Logophilehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05791617221187190709noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8664692.post-1147481455963068202006-05-12T20:50:00.000-04:002006-05-12T20:50:00.000-04:00Toby, heh - you think like I do. ;-) What a great...Toby, heh - you think like I do. ;-) What a great way to take care of the JWitnesses! <BR/><BR/>The cake is way better than naked chicks. At least from my POV. :-)<BR/><BR/>Egan - I'm practising my psycho act starting today. I'm going to try it out on your blog.<BR/><BR/>TSmom - HA! One time when Mollusc was 2 or 3 a telemarketer asked for her, so I handed the phone over, LOL! Oh! I just remembered - my very most gutsy phone thinggy ever just happened a few weeks ago. We always get these "Out of Area" calls and they're always fundraising junk, so I finally just picked up one of those calls and said "Hello, would you please remove me from your list?" The guy sounded a little forlorn when he said, "Sure, but don't you even want to know who's calling?" Of course I was as polite as possible (No thank you - I've overcommitted on donations and I can't add any more.) And I felt bad for the guy. :-PChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10869574150060699562noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8664692.post-1147478343420196862006-05-12T19:59:00.000-04:002006-05-12T19:59:00.000-04:00Whenever I get a female telemarketer, I accuse her...Whenever I get a female telemarketer, I accuse her of having an affair with my husband. ;)tshsmomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08637635755654078408noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8664692.post-1147461264372190702006-05-12T15:14:00.000-04:002006-05-12T15:14:00.000-04:00What Karen said. I hear she's very reliable so tr...What Karen said. I hear she's very reliable so trust her and you should be golden.eganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03783658744477659987noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8664692.post-1147458506384382232006-05-12T14:28:00.000-04:002006-05-12T14:28:00.000-04:00Slade did say "they charge way too much for way to...Slade did say "they charge way too much for way too little." I think she's clear.<BR/><BR/>I haven't seen a door to door sales "rep" <---PC since I was a kid. I do have Jehovas Witnesses - the door to door sales people of God fearing lifestyle. The last time I offered them beer. When they declined I insisted, pretending to be insulted. They left.<BR/><BR/>That cake looks fricken wonderful! It's almost better than naked chicks.Tobyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13543709819692124443noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8664692.post-1147440618812741222006-05-12T09:30:00.000-04:002006-05-12T09:30:00.000-04:00LOL, Fal. OK, some of those are downright scary! ...LOL, Fal. OK, some of those are downright scary! Thank goodness for caller ID since I no longer have to answer the phone unless it's someone I know. But maybe I could adapt some of those to door-anwering. I was talking to J (of phone call-bithces fame) yesterday and he says he just doesn't answer the door - even if the dog's barking and the kids are yelling "Mom, dad! Someone's at the door." He said they do leave eventually, LOL!<BR/><BR/>Karen - I'm glad it's not just me. Misery loves company! Yeah - that might work - it would definitely spare their feelings. :-)<BR/><BR/>Slade - "Wanna buy some wood?" Are you sure it's firewood they're selling? '-)Chttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10869574150060699562noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8664692.post-1147438151885427312006-05-12T08:49:00.000-04:002006-05-12T08:49:00.000-04:00the only "sales" people we get at my house are the...the only "sales" people we get at my house are the firewood guys. they charge way too much for way too littlebegins with vhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05208246022104071380noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8664692.post-1147424542414265502006-05-12T05:02:00.000-04:002006-05-12T05:02:00.000-04:00You're just like me - I feel far too bad to tell t...You're just like me - I feel far too bad to tell those folks to get lost... I like Faltenin's strategy, though - make yourself look psychotic, spare the salesman's feelings.Karen Littlehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10446187228064686202noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8664692.post-1147416239709866822006-05-12T02:43:00.000-04:002006-05-12T02:43:00.000-04:00I used to have a long list of quotes to get rid of...I used to have a long list of quotes to get rid of telemarketers. The people around me couldn't believe the shit I'd come up with.<BR/><BR/>"Can you call back please? I'm beating my boyfriend right now, and he's about to pull off the gag"<BR/><BR/>or<BR/><BR/>(low voice) "Tell me what you're wearing..."<BR/><BR/>or<BR/><BR/>"I know that voice! It's you, Bob, isn't it? Come on Bob, I know it's you - it's the same accent you took last week to pretend you were a cocaine salesman with free samples"<BR/><BR/>or<BR/><BR/>"What's your name? Is this a cool job? How long have you been doing it for? [...] Well nice chatting, but I have to go now, ciao!"Falteninhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05025562529228748629noreply@blogger.com