The Devil Defeated
Jul. 5th, 2014 12:14 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
todayiamadaisyToday I walked past a beauty salon with a poster in its window: GET READY FOR A HAIR-FREE LIFE! That... doesn't sound all that enticing, actually.
I also heard tell today that it is possible to use Nutella in 3D printers, to print things made of chocolate hazelnut spread. Delicious, 3D things. Truly, we live in the future.
I hate phones. So much. I would get rid of my landline, only my mother's partner is a bit forgetful and this number is one of the things he is good at remembering. He rings and says, 'She said she'd be back at six and now it's nine! Should I call the police?' And I will say, 'No, she's gone to her quilting group, which starts at six and finishes at nine-thirty.' And he says, 'Oh, right. I'll make a cup of tea, then.' If it wasn't for that community service, I would wrench the thing from the wall and throw it out the window.
I am on the Do Not Call register, but there are some groups that don't have to abide by that. Charities, for one. I make a regular donation to a charity that shall remain nameless so I don't make you all hate them. They called me last week. 'I'm not interested in increasing my donation,' I told the young woman.
'Oh, no,' she said. 'I'm just calling to tell you about our great work in...'
'I know about your work. That's why I donate. So you don't need to tell me anymore. Thanks for your call.'
I mean, honestly. Why would they call to tell me about about their great work if they didn't want me to increase my donation, or make a one-off contribution, or sell raffle tickets, or whatever. But one call, okay, fine.
Less okay and fine is that they called the next day, and I had the same conversation with someone else. They called again a couple of days after that; the same young woman I spoke to the first time. I said, 'You called me the other day, and I told you I wasn't interested.'
She said, 'Oh, we're calling everyone to tell them about our great work...'
I cut her off again. 'I'm still not interested, good-bye.'
That was a week ago and I thought that was the end of it, but I had another call from them tonight. I had the same conversation with the young man, then brooded about it all evening and decided to cancel my donation.
Mind you, while they are being pushy, part of my irritation with them is because I have also been getting calls from the other group that doesn't abide by the Do Not Call register: scammers. In the last two weeks, I've had twenty-six calls from those stupid Microsoft Technical Support scammers, and a few more from the auto-dialler thing they use. A couple of their calls have been after midnight, so I have taken to leaving the phone off the hook overnight.
Basically, I have had it up to here with phones and all who sail in them.
I also heard tell today that it is possible to use Nutella in 3D printers, to print things made of chocolate hazelnut spread. Delicious, 3D things. Truly, we live in the future.
I hate phones. So much. I would get rid of my landline, only my mother's partner is a bit forgetful and this number is one of the things he is good at remembering. He rings and says, 'She said she'd be back at six and now it's nine! Should I call the police?' And I will say, 'No, she's gone to her quilting group, which starts at six and finishes at nine-thirty.' And he says, 'Oh, right. I'll make a cup of tea, then.' If it wasn't for that community service, I would wrench the thing from the wall and throw it out the window.
I am on the Do Not Call register, but there are some groups that don't have to abide by that. Charities, for one. I make a regular donation to a charity that shall remain nameless so I don't make you all hate them. They called me last week. 'I'm not interested in increasing my donation,' I told the young woman.
'Oh, no,' she said. 'I'm just calling to tell you about our great work in...'
'I know about your work. That's why I donate. So you don't need to tell me anymore. Thanks for your call.'
I mean, honestly. Why would they call to tell me about about their great work if they didn't want me to increase my donation, or make a one-off contribution, or sell raffle tickets, or whatever. But one call, okay, fine.
Less okay and fine is that they called the next day, and I had the same conversation with someone else. They called again a couple of days after that; the same young woman I spoke to the first time. I said, 'You called me the other day, and I told you I wasn't interested.'
She said, 'Oh, we're calling everyone to tell them about our great work...'
I cut her off again. 'I'm still not interested, good-bye.'
That was a week ago and I thought that was the end of it, but I had another call from them tonight. I had the same conversation with the young man, then brooded about it all evening and decided to cancel my donation.
Mind you, while they are being pushy, part of my irritation with them is because I have also been getting calls from the other group that doesn't abide by the Do Not Call register: scammers. In the last two weeks, I've had twenty-six calls from those stupid Microsoft Technical Support scammers, and a few more from the auto-dialler thing they use. A couple of their calls have been after midnight, so I have taken to leaving the phone off the hook overnight.
Basically, I have had it up to here with phones and all who sail in them.