The Ever-Loving Virgin Prince
Friday, January 14, 2005
Rude Phone Calls From Police Fundraiser Telemarketers
Good citizens,
A peculiar thing happened to me today. I was sitting quietly at home, minding my own business, when the phone rang at 10 minutes to 9:00 PM.
“Hello?”
“Hello?!” came the response, with a bit too much force behind it, strangely, “My name is Vince and I’m calling on behalf of the San Mateo County Sheriff’s Department. How are you doing tonight?”
“Doing fine,” was my casual, yet cordial, response.
“EXCUSE ME?!” he replied, again with too much stress on his words.
“Doing fine,” I repeated, trying to make sure he understood me.
“Well I didn’t say “buy anything”, BUT GOODBYE!!!” he yelled at me.
I attempted briefly to reply, as he’d clearly misheard me, but I was so completely caught off-guard from his response that I was momentarily silent with surprise. Of course, he’d already hung up on me.
How rude.
Tomorrow, I’ll be calling the San Mateo County Sheriff’s department, if only for the sake of causing more trouble than necessary. I expect better than such rude treatment at the hands of people calling to ask for my hard-earned money. Old Vince shouldn’t have mentioned his name, not to mention he probably should have been a bit more polite, and capable of actually listening. (I suppose the highly trained ears of one such as he are only capable of hearing credit card numbers and money amounts.) Of course, after filing my complaint towards Vince, if they do then choose to try once more to ask me for a donation for the policeman’s ball, or whatever thing they might be soliciting for, I’m afraid I’ll have to say no.
While I would have said no anyway, due to my meager funds, I’ll be sure and tell them it’s due to Vince’s poor behavior. Thanks Vince!
Be seeing you,
The Virgin Prince
A peculiar thing happened to me today. I was sitting quietly at home, minding my own business, when the phone rang at 10 minutes to 9:00 PM.
“Hello?”
“Hello?!” came the response, with a bit too much force behind it, strangely, “My name is Vince and I’m calling on behalf of the San Mateo County Sheriff’s Department. How are you doing tonight?”
“Doing fine,” was my casual, yet cordial, response.
“EXCUSE ME?!” he replied, again with too much stress on his words.
“Doing fine,” I repeated, trying to make sure he understood me.
“Well I didn’t say “buy anything”, BUT GOODBYE!!!” he yelled at me.
I attempted briefly to reply, as he’d clearly misheard me, but I was so completely caught off-guard from his response that I was momentarily silent with surprise. Of course, he’d already hung up on me.
How rude.
Tomorrow, I’ll be calling the San Mateo County Sheriff’s department, if only for the sake of causing more trouble than necessary. I expect better than such rude treatment at the hands of people calling to ask for my hard-earned money. Old Vince shouldn’t have mentioned his name, not to mention he probably should have been a bit more polite, and capable of actually listening. (I suppose the highly trained ears of one such as he are only capable of hearing credit card numbers and money amounts.) Of course, after filing my complaint towards Vince, if they do then choose to try once more to ask me for a donation for the policeman’s ball, or whatever thing they might be soliciting for, I’m afraid I’ll have to say no.
While I would have said no anyway, due to my meager funds, I’ll be sure and tell them it’s due to Vince’s poor behavior. Thanks Vince!
The Virgin Prince
