Telemarkers Strike Back!
I never cease to be amused by the antics of telemarketers. One particular thing that makes me smile every time I lay down the phone after a conversation with one of them is their confusion over the gender of my voice over the phone. Here's a conversation I had today, which is quite typical of a few of them I've had in the past.
Me: Hello?
Them: Hello. May I speak to Mr. Sullins?
Me: Ummm, he's not home right now.
Them: Is this Mrs. Sullins?
Me: Uh, no.
Them: Can you leave a message for Mr. Sullins that Comcast was trying to reach him?
Me: Sure.
Them: Thank you, ma'am.
I've had three or four of these conversations (in varying degrees of gender confusion — sometimes I'll get more male possibilities than female possibilities) since getting home, and they invariably end with "Thank you, ma'am." It's funny.