It's around supper time and when the phone rings...and the long distance ring tone goes off...you check the call display and it says unknown name and unknown number...you KNOW its a telemarketer. So I pick up the phone...hello?!? No answer...then: hello sir...my name is Ja'mal and I'm calling from the Toronto Sun. I would like to tell you...blah blah blah (this is when I tune out). To which I reply, "Well Ja'mal...you called me last week and the week before that...and I answered you the same each time...wy would you think that I'd change my mind? Look...to make your job easier...how about I make you a deal? If I want to subscribe to you're paper I'll call you...deal? Great...have a good night..."
Now I have a friend...let's call her Monica...cuz that's her name. She tends not to think before speaks...she's trying hard to fix that...but it's not really working that well. he other day she says to Ryan's mom, "I'm not sure why Ryan had such a weight problem...you're really little and your husband is a toohpick." Ryan's mom kinda just stared...not sure whether or not to take that as a compliment or whatever it was. Just this past Sunday...a bunch of us when out after church for food...we were talking about how Monica needs to start thinking before she speaks...and she wholeheartedly agreed. Not even 2 minutes later...she pipes up and says, "I need to shave my arms..."
ya...too much information
Tuesday, October 18, 2005
1.64 - The One with the inappropriate comments
Posted by T at 6:24 p.m.
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