Bloomin 'eck... there's more than one pink hat?!
:shock:
It's the recorded phone calls I hate. For some reason teh wind me up something wicked. I feel they are far more impolite than a real person calling. I loathe them with a passion. I have no idea what they are selling since I put the phone down as soon as I hear the first syllable.
Sadly, when someone does a reverse charges call, that starts with a recorded message too and I have put the phone down on my desparate-for-a-lift-after-missing-the-last-bus son a number of times.
At Chez Cubes it usually goes something like this:
Person on doorstep: "Hello. Don't worry, I'm not selling anything"
Me: "OK then"
Door: "Slam"
Works for me! :thumbup:
I keep thinking it would be nice to have a sign on the door that reads:
I will not employ you.
I will not buy what you are selling.
I will not listen to your version of God.
The gas meter is around the back.
But then I wonder if any of them would heed it.
(Also, I never answer my phone.)
I really must try this one day
i find having a very yappy jack russell dog helps keep peeps away from the door...
i have a great line ready for the next time the jehovas knock...lol
shall say to them ... ohhh are you here for the swinging party... you are just a bit early... :twisted: