A telemarketer's day starts badly...

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
1

At 8:40 am the phone rang, and my first thought was that one of the kids needed something brought to them at school. Nope; there’s a telltale pause on the other end, and then:

telemarketer: Hello! Is Justpassingthrough available?
JPT: What can I help you with?
TM: This is Todd from {daily paper #2}. I’d like to welcome you to the area; see how you’re doing.
JPT: Well, after 8 years here, we’re feeling pretty well settled, thanks.
TM: Eight years? Did you recently get a new number?
JPT: No.
TM: Oh…thank you. click

Huh. I wonder how much they paid for that list of numbers.

And he never even offered me a paper.

2

Yeah, the tightwads. They should have sent you a free paper in congratulations on your 8 years of loyal residency there.

3

We’ve been living in the same house for years, and a few weeks ago we started getting “Welcome to the Neighborhood” advertisements in the mail. BellSouth even dropped off a new phone book on our front porch. I have no idea what triggered it.

4

This was probably the best way to get back at a telemarketer.