December 22nd, 2012 |
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You know, even if I don't catch the name or where they said they're calling from, I can determine that a phone call is from a telemarketer, and one who can rack off at that, if what I do catch is this:
"Hello, this is [something] from [somewhere], how are things there, my love?"
Because, you see, while in some situations I might check who's calling me if I didn't catch the name, I am absolutely certain that I do not know anyone with a strong Indian accent well enough that they can address me with how are things there my love when all I've said is Hello, and also that any business or other organisation which might have legitimate reason to call me is likely to have trained their staff to be more professional than that.
I'm not as much of a stickler for professional niceties as some. I am, in fact, generally okay with it if a stranger addresses me by my first name, even in a professional context. (Caveat: If they're expecting me to address them by honorific/surname, in most contexts, they will call me Miss or else, because one-way formality is a means of trying to establish a power/control dynamic.)
But "my love" is going a little far.
Also, I just growled at the THIRD INDIAN-ACCENTED TELEMARKETER IN FORTY-FIVE MINUTES a bit. (Seriously, you all have the same accent, and very slight variations in the name of the company you're calling from, I know you're calling from the same centre and I'm now PRETTY SURE IT'S A SCAM.)
Growled politely, but still growled.
"Hello, my name is Nancy, I'm calling from Blah Blah Blah, how are you today?"
"This is the third call we've had from you people in the last hour, and we're on the Do Not Call register."
"... I'm sorry, we won't bother you again."
"Thank you." *click*
Because yes, telemarketing at us is ILLEGAL SO GO AWAY.
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