An Interesting Evening…
Yesterday I got a phone call from a “water specialty” place. They said that they were offering a promotional offer and that if I let a man come into my home and test my water and then sit through a 45 minute “evaluation” we could then receive a $100 grocery card. Hey, We can definitely use a $100 grocery card, so against my better judgment, I said yes. So tonight an older gentleman came into my home, gave Jessie what turned out to be a high pressure sales pitch (which Jessie fell for…he always falls for it. He’d buy a $100 bottle of pills if someone told him it would make his shit smell like potpourri). When Jessie informed the gentleman (who had ignored me through the entire schpeel because *gasp* I’m only a woman and how could I possibly make any sort of important decision) that he didn’t handle the finances and that I was the person who needed to be hearing all of the information. The gentleman retold me everything and when I recognized it as a sales pitch even though he swore up and down that he wasn’t a salesman, I informed him that I was not going to be signing anything tonight and that with having just bought a new house, I wasn’t comfortable enough yet with my budget to make a decision that would cost us an additional $100 a month.
The old bastard became condescending with me. Like in a sexist way. Like in a way where I’m tempted to write to this company and inform them of the sexist bastard that they are sending out to sell their stuff. “I guess you just don’t get it.” He kept saying to me. Ummm, excuse me? You’ve been talking my ear off for over an hour…I GET IT. I DON’T WANT WHAT YOU’RE SELLING. He then called his boss and right in front of my explained to his boss that “the wife” wasn’t interested and that I was hard-headed and that he just assumed that he didn’t explain things to me so that I could understand them.
I got mad, but I kept my mouth shut. I’m glad that I did. I have a tendency to have prickish rants (as you all should know) and I just wanted this asshole out of my house. Christian Bale and I should have lunch and compare prickish rants sometime. I’m glad I shut up. But I’m still thinking of contacting the company.
While the man was here, Jessie got a phone call on his cell. He checked the caller I.D. and told me that it was a guy who had called him twice before today. The guy had apparently mumbled a lot and Jessie hung up on him. Jessie left the room, spoke for a minute or two, came back into the room crimson-faced and told me he’d explain after the sexist old fart left. This is the conversation that Jessie had:
Jessie: “Hello?”
Caller: *mumble*
Jessie: “Excuse me?”
Caller: *mumble*
Jessie: “Excuse me?”
Caller: “Did you get sucked off yet?”
Jessie: “WHO THE FUCK IS THIS?!?!?”
Caller: “You gave me your number over instant messenger.”
Jessie: “No I did not!”
Caller: “Yes you did.”
Jessie: “No I did not!”
Caller: “Yes you did.”
Jessie: “NO I DID NOT!”
Caller: *click*
Now I have an alternate theory as to how this guy got Jessie’s number. Sure, he could have gotten it off of IM, but I’m betting that he saw it written on a men’s room bathroom stall. You know, since the gay community considers Jessie such a hot piece of ass and all.
Hey Jen said,
January 5, 2010 @ 7:38 pm
Hi, I’m Hey Jen from Blogher. That certainly was an interesting evening! You should have let the prickish rant go off or save it for the company and let them know what you think of their sales practices. That was completely unacceptable on that non-salesman’s part to treat you like that. I’m thinking negative thoughts towards him for you!
Not sure about those odd phone calls other than change the number?
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Somer Canon Reply:
January 6th, 2010 at 12:25 pm
I’m thinking of writing to the company actually and letting them have a piece of my mind
As for the perverted phone calls, stuff like that happens to Jessie all the time and it serves only to amuse me! I don’t think that person will call back after realizing that they asked a completely inappropriate question to a mistaken fellow pervert. I mean, that’s humiliating, right?
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Aschlie said,
January 6, 2010 @ 1:14 pm
When I first started working at the HS, the company that takes care of the machines had all men techs (they still do, actually). Every time I had to call them with something, they made me feel like I was a dumb woman. It was INFURIATING! What pissed me off is that, after working here for just a little bit, I could do all of their jobs! It’s not rocket science, after all! So I finally told Danny that I had this problem with one worker especially. He said that guy does the same with everyone. Ijust got to the point that I would try everything before I had to call. That way when their “fix all” of “try to turn the machine off and turn it back on” didn’t work when I tried it, I could say it didn’t work the first time, they became aware that Im not an idiot, so don’t treat me like I am. They’re totally nice now, but it was really annoying to begin with!
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Aschlie said,
January 6, 2010 @ 2:10 pm
Oh…BTW…is anyone seriously in doubt that Jessie gave his phone number over a gay chat room or gay instant messenger or GAY ANYTHING??? My goodness, Jessie’s virgin asshole is too much for the queers of America! They’re coming for you, Jessie…just bend over and take it like a man…you know you’ll squeal like a little girl and love every minute of it!
Jessie could leanr from the perverts & USE A TRACK PHONE!!! That way perverts aren’t calling your home…where your beard…I mean wife…hears the phone ring!!!
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Somer Canon Reply:
January 6th, 2010 at 3:54 pm
Did you just fucking call me a beard?!?! You asshole!
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