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Dear Telemarketers,

Don't pretend that you know me. Don't, when I ask you if you actually know me (or my roommate) or are a telemarketer, attempt to lie to me. The idea that I'll be more willing to or interested in buying your services or contributing to your cause because your excessive familiarity and fake 20-something speech ("Hey! How you doing?") will make me feel more comfortable or less lonely is rude, appalling and stupid. Also, I am not the bad guy for calling you on your methods. I'm not spoiling your fun, being insensitive or insulting a friend, since I DON'T KNOW YOU.

Wow, not cool.

-Me

Comments

[bunnymasterg.livejournal.com]

That's awesome.
My manager at work's like that. I try to be around her as little as possible.

[greyenglishrain.livejournal.com]

That is most excellent. I want to write that down and keep it by the phone for the proper occasions.

[delchi.livejournal.com]

Nuke them all. I was forced to get a phone line with my DSL connection and all that it ever does is ring with telemarketers. Most times I just hang up on them, but in some cases I have actually ahd a bit of fun asking them to buy magazines to help pay for my school trip to DC , or offer to sell them candles and the like. Sometimes it's fun to turn their game on them.

[fireincarnation.livejournal.com]

Telemarketers have an awful job, filled with awful people who expect miracles out of them. They don't come up with the advertizing plans themselves, and if you really want them to stop, put yourself on the national do not call registry. When they inevitably do call you, ask them politely to put you on their "do not call list," and if you really want to confuse the hell out of them, tell them how sorry you feel that they have to get such a horrible job.

We all know that telemarketers are really the devil, but arguing with them NEVER works. They've been trained to avoid such tactics.