Last Updated on: 10th November 2013, 12:11 pm
Something weird happened to me, but it seems I say that a lot on here. The phone rang, it was a weird number, but since I got a cool deal from Bell by answering a weird number, I figured what the hell. So I pick up and some woman is on the phone asking if Mrs. insert my last name here, has received their sample of beef. I’m like what the hell? She explains that some local farmers have gotten together and this is some kind of promotional thing. So I say no, and then she says, well do your children eat beef? So I tell her that I’m alone, and there’s no Mrs. insert my name here. At this point, she immediately says, “Oh, sorry, I don’t want to waste your time. We won’t bother you any more.” Woe. A polite, easy to get rid of telemarketer? This is truly some kind of parallel universe. How did I get here?