While waiting a while to start watching the DVR’d Grey’s (that way I can FFwd through the commercials) I get an incoming call. The number isn’t familiar but it’s not too late so I answer. On the other end was a neighbor.
Now, before I go on I must confess that I don’t know much about this particular neighbor. Not that I haven’t wanted to, of course, but there hasn’t been an opportunity. I’ve been to his nicely decorated house when his wife had a boutique sale (purchased an orange faux leather bag and some hand and home sanitizer) and we wave as we pass each other driving down the street. Other than that, we don’t hang out or anything exciting. He always has a smile on so I’m not dreading the call.
He starts off with pleasantries and asks if he’s caught me at a good time. Well, I’ve got about 3 minutes until I start watching my show but I don’t think he’ll be that long. He says he’s met someone that made him think of me. Well, I do that kinda thing all the time. THEN it comes…
something very interesting I’ve just learned.
Oh for crying out LOUD! You know those “No Soliciting” signs some people post on/near their front door? I wish there were a way to post those on the phone. Yes, there’s the we-don’t-accept-solicitations-over-the-phone-so-hang-up-now-unless-you’re-actually-a-friend-then-press-one recording. But these are people who know us so they’d press 1 because they don’t see themselves as solicitors.
I told him we’re not interested in, um, ah, well… MLM’s. He said it’s not a “product” and something to do with health. He tried to schedule 15 minutes with us Saturday night. Um, why would I blow a Saturday night for that? That doesn’t work for us, sorry. Well, how about Monday night? Um, that night is reserved for spending with family. He insisted it would only take 15 minutes and if we’re not interested then no big deal. “I don’t know my husband’s schedule so you’ll have to call him if you really want to set up a time,” wondering how Ben would reply to his request.
This guy is a nice guy, don’t get me wrong, but it’s just not my piece of cake. I don’t wanna be a meanie because he’s a nice guy, but argh!
Q: Know what I mean?
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