About the only thing that's helping me to keep going, these days, is humor.
Oh, I'm no comic, I'm not even all that funny...but, I don't let that stop me. And, sometimes, telemarketing has its..erm...moments.
The other day, I called a bunch of idiots. Yep, I called Texas, Kentucky and New Jersey!
To try to butter her up to maybe make a sale, I told this person from Jersey that New Jersey is a nice state (yeah, if you like chemical plants and violent gangs)...and she got all huffy with me and said, "It's not New Jersey!"
Ummm---did they rename it recentlY? New Jerksy? Chav-land? That Really Boring State Next to New York City?
Anyway, I got my answer from the woman on the phone. This yuppie woman virtually yelled at me, all snotty like, "It's called 'The Garden State'!"
Yeah, what wild optimist named it that??? I mean, have you ever seen New Jersey? I suppose there are nice bits--but I've never seen them. I think they preserve the nice bits under glass and trot them out whenever they see a tourist passing by.
Anyhow, I had the overwhelming urge to say back to this woman, "OH YEAH?!? Well I live in friggin' New York--'The EMPIRE State'! Kneel and bow to the Empire you Jersey cow!"
New York City skyline
New York's southern Lake Champlain valley (my neck o' the woods)
In the past, I've rung up people with funny names--and I'm sorry, but some of these are going to be a bit..well..rude. They are real people's names, I assure you, and it can get quite awkward, sometimes, trying to say the name--and also to verbally keep a straight face.
Harry Balz, Joe Killer, Fred Rockstone (that's for you American cartoon fans), a Mrs. Fux, Harry Bottoms, and, for you Doctor Who fans, yes, I really did call a lady named Roseanne Dokter...cool. And, Wednesday, got to call a Martha Kunt, and a Louisa Parisa...geez, ministers must have a heck of a time, sometimes, at wedding ceremonies...
Violent gangs? Hilarious. Where'd you get that, the Sopranos?