CUE THE VIKINGS!

Just told Daniel with 'free solar' that I thought he was "ding sohgge". Despite him not understanding a word I said, he took offense and hung up. Well, that was just rude and unprofessional of him. Subcontinental spam drooges nowadays have no standards.
Why, back in MY day ...


On the other hand, kudos to the caller who identified herself as my "medicare advisor" who switched to a Chinese dialect I don't know, with a friendly tone. There's a hopeful optimism there of which I approve. I would have nearly dropped my mask and asked what that was, except, you know, inevitably we would have had a spammorific conversation.

I doubt that many of these people are familiar with Monty Python.
It is very sad. What is this world coming to?

My relationship with the telephone is strained.

Just like my relationship with many other facets of modern life, but it's different. Far more confrontational. Why are you calling me? And what are you wearing? Actually, I doubt that any of them would recognize any perverse attempts at twisting the conversation. They probably don't have any skill at either surreality or inane and depraved conversation.

See, they are calling me. For a quarter of a century I was usually the one making the call, and trying to get business people and merchants all across the country to pay their bills or their order would not get shipped. And hinting delicately that too long a delay might effect their terms with the company I represented. Pay reasonably promptly, get sellable stuff for Christmas. Or not. Prepayment is always a possibility. So to now have piranhas from the furthest reaches of Toiletflushingstan calling me and taking up my time, could be seen as some poor stupid dingo volunteering to get abused. It's my turn.

Toiletflushingstan is a suburb of Bombay. Right nect to the traintracks.
It's probably very warm there. There is no airconditioning.
Nor are there any ice cubes for their drinks.
They are uncomfortable.
Very sad.


It's my phone, Swamiji, therefore my choice of conversation.
Can you dig it?



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