I just received a phonecall from Shawn at Shaw. Maybe Sean at Shaw, I don’t know. Anyway there were a lot of Sha- sounds. I was at home (as I always am when I take calls) and it was 5ish and I couldn’t fathom who might be calling, but I picked up just in case it was George W Bush calling to apologize (I wouldn’t accept). The conversation went like this:
Me: Hello
A moment of silence. This is a dead giveaway for a telemarketer and normally if someone doesn’t say hello straightaway I’ll just hang up the phone while I imagine the other person is rushing to push the button that will connect them to me. But, in a split second, I thought to myself I will hang up, just as soon as I hear the other voice. They’ll think I couldn’t hear them because the earpiece was already on its way to the phone carriage. The fact that in this day and age probably only 10% of the western world still have phones with carriages didn’t factor in to my scheme.
Young, hip sounding guy: Hi this is Shon from Shaw. Is this Toren?
The guy sounded like a decent guy so I didn’t hang up. I thought I’d give him a chance and see where this went.
Me: It sure is.
Sh’awn: How are you doing today?
Me: Pretty good (this was a lie but it’s one of those lies I don’t feel bad about because Seawn is not really interested in how I am doing and telling him the truth would just make him uncomfortable.)
Shjonne: You use Shaw for your internet and cable needs, is that right?
Me: Yes, that’s right.
Shean: Have you heard about our new phone promotion?
Me: Uh… (trying to recall my last telemarketer experience and faltering on the details) I don’t think that I have.
Shawwn: Do you spend more than $50 on long distance a month?
Me: Oh god no.
Shyawn: Your entire phone package is less than $50?
Me: Yes. It’s in the low forties. Around $42 I think.
Sheaghn: So you don’t make any overseas calls?
Me: Never.
SHAWN!: Okay, well thank you for your time, you have an awesome day.
Me: You too.
And that was the best telemarketing experience I ever had, except for the ones where I pretended I was someone else, and the one where I was talking to the lady for several minutes and before she could clinch the deal she asked if I was over 18 and I told her quite truthfully that I was not and she didn’t believe me and got mad at me for wasting her time. Oh I’ll never forget that one.
I like doing this:
“Hello is Mrs. Short there?”
“There’s a MS Short here… I’m not married.”
“Oh, right, sorry…. (about to start rant)”
“Do you know my first name?”
“M’am?”
“My first name… do you know it?”
“I’m sorry, I only know that it starts with an A”
“Well, I’ll give you three guesses….”
Awkward pause… uncertain noises…. and then usually, they start guessing.
Mean huh?