Sale on, salesperson....

But fuck off and leave me the fuck alone when I tell you I don't want your goddamn newspaper.


You're probably asking, "Uh, OK...??" or ":wtf: prompted this?"

Well, I'll tell you; I'm in the middle of getting ready for a shower, rather hastily like I might add. When my phone rings. Caller ID says, "Paper" Well I answer & some chick starts babbling about how I can get their paper for only a fraction of newstand. One I don't even read because basically of locality.
So, I promptly tell her a "NO." , but what does she do? she asks why and asks if I could just take the weekend, I stop her and tell her I wanna speak to her supervisor, he comes on I tell him I've had it with this and to not do this again or I'd call the BBB.

I hate telemarketers who are hacking their rags.

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I know what you mean. I could be working on project at the house or working on some spreadsheets. And the door bell rings...thinking that it is someone important.

It is the beauties and the beasts. The cute Mormons :mischievous: or the "rooted out ladies" of Jehovah's Witnesses. :eek: After turning the Mormons or the Jehovah's Witnesses away, I lose time and concentration. Which really pisses me off.

If it is the Mormons...I will have to masturbate. If it is the Jehovah's Witnesses...I have to vomit and THEN put on "Latter Days" in my DVD player (to clear my mind of those chuhch women :eek:), then masturbate over Steve Sandvoss' pretty looks. Then, I after coming...I have the concentration and the resolve of General MacArthur as far as work is concerned.
 

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