I hate cold callers.
After finally finding something to talk about for my dissertation (ongoing fiasco with that, urgh) and a decent way to write about it, the phone rang. Grrr. I considered not answering, but it might have been the boyfriend needing me to pick him up or something.
The following conversation ensued:
Me: Hello.
(Silence)
Me: *Prepares to hang up*
Man with heavy accent: Hello?
Me: Hello.
Man: Is this maddamaddablah?
Me: I'm sorry?
Man: Is this Mrs. Murphy I am speaking to?
Me: (Begin flat, bored tone) No. Wrong number.
Man: Can I speak to the owner of this number please, would that be you ma'am?
Me: Yeah.
Man: Hello ma'am my name is (pause) John. I am from blahblah company can I ask whether you use a mobile telephone at the moment.
Me: Yeah.
Man: Is it pay as you go or contract.
Me: Contract.
Man: How many months are left on your contract please ma'am.
Me: I just renewed it.
Man: Oh. Um. Does anyone in your family have a mobile phone?
Me: Yes. They're all happy with their services. Bye.
Man: Oh no worries bye.
(No question marks because he didn't make any of those questions actually sound like questions)
Normally I hang up on these people as soon as I hear the odd silence after I pick up, since I know it'll be one of these people trying to sell me stuff (they're on some automated system that seems to wait a while before telling the operator that the call's been answered). For some reason though I didn't. Meh. Anyway. Why is it that these people ALWAYS call when a) the number is ex-directory and listed on the TPS list (the UK equivalent of the Do Not Call list, I believe) and b) they have called 3985719835 times before and each time they have been hung up on or told that I AM NOT INTERESTED.
